 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
| Poetic Expressions of the soul |
| Poems by me: |
| Spring Becomes Me |
| Poems By Others: |
| More expressions of the soul coming soon |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
| poetic expressions of the soul |
| visual representations of the mind |
| wave lengths |
| links |
| Our relationship, an open window wind blowing at the frilly curtains your hidden thoughs slamming the window shut and covering it with the now discolored lace acidic rain rolling down the crevices and caverns of my foundation corroding the bond out souls share keaping sleap a dream away weary of any strong wind comming to destroy my weakend heart neading help, holding my hand out to you in last attempts to smash the hinderance and tear discolored lace |
| My last pedal hath fallen, Wind tossing it around like a ship in erratic waters Songs of Woe My heart doth sing, You've stayed one season, and now, now you must open your wings O, Your Wings, Your majestic shimmering wings How beautious art they under the Sun's Shining rays How I shalt miss your very presense Won't You come next year? When the last snow flake hath metled and the rains hath enriched the soil from which my roots doth grow and the Sun comes. O yes, the sun, the very same as that which magnifies your beauty, Wont You come then? Wont you come? For I Shalt have missed you... |