At the ballot box I searched for choice So I could raise My silent voice I looked around It wasn’t heard Not a sound - Not a word They came within To cast their spell My story lost - I couldn’t tell For what I had Was hidden gold A dream to be - A … Continue reading Catching fire
If anyone ever can be what they weren’t and cry for another with reciprocal yearning Then one and the other make two now and ever and bloom in the spring-time a flower that’s better With her and him in a garden of colour they sprout from the soil like a father and mother … Continue reading Whenever a sparrow flies into a swan
He senses darkness, Won’t go away, The black dog no-one sees. He senses darkness, Ever present, The grey cloud, on his knees. He senses darkness, With him only, Talking as he walks. He senses darkness, The black dog barks, In the road there is a fork. He senses darkness, It frustrates him, No matter which … Continue reading black dog
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