Listen… The wind is surging by Over the treetops on a hill A call… The whisper in ones dream After a daring days work Hören…
Month: Sep 2014
By the Lakeside
Laying by the lakeside On a mild and quiet evening With the Tulips and Pansies waving In sweet union with the Airs And the kisses
Blood and Flags
Remember… These words that fall from me My knees are bent in prayers Tearful, shaking lips and nostrils Caution has let hope breed in me
My Sun
Let’s pull the curtains to a side And see the rays of the Golden Sun Sieve in to greet from the wild A strong flight
A Night with a Cricket
I laid my bones to rest A quiet night, dark and solemn A wild thought swept thru me But I was to be awake Cos
Beautiful Dreams
Night has finally come Time to count the stars To smile on our spare shoulders This airy night A bed dressed of roses A spark
