Morning will be here
soon enough says the moon,

only the night knows the truth
that lies dark in your heart

where love sleeps forever,
deep, and never dreaming.

Looking back at the years
through the fog,
sorting the memories
that are real
from the phantoms
that long
for the castle and the throne
that have fallen.

I recall
her lost smile

like a sketch
I draw from my memory

and those days in the rain
laughing, drops

hitting the creek
slow as a dream

until a shadow
fell across the mirror

brushing her hair
in a dark room

like a honeycomb
of sad bees

and double entendres
two lifetimes ago.

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Dear Alex,

I listened to President Obama read the letter you wrote today,
To an unfortunate little boy from Aleppo, and how you’d like to be his protege.
In preparation for his visit, you would gather all you’re most precious possessions,
Offering to him love, friendship and a gift called freedom of expression.

You would teach him and he would share his world with you,
A bonding camaraderie colored in Red, White and Blue.
You my friend, have a heart of gold like a treasure untold,
Because showing love to others…..is a longing in your soul.

Thanks you Alex!

Look around what do you see?/
No matter what endeavor
Visually/
was dream up by an artist
Realistically/
They create the world
Which we live
imagery/
aesthetic visions/
Precisely
entice thee
kitchen/
television shoes clothes
Cars and homes/
Think about it?
it's an artistic scheme/
optimistic exquisite
An articulate scene/
Step back take a view
Coppistetic articles/
clothed What ensues /
Open your eyes
enclosed in false truths/
Artesian the currency
Naturally Flows through/
artery
Eyelids down/
an optical torrent/
I've been drowned/
in surround sound torment/
cinematic pictures that
Visually pour in/
Articulate with in particulars
Such a beautiful song/
The rhythm of the words
Guide me and carry on/
Music to my ears
The universal art-form/
In a cold world storms
Keeping our hearts warm/
Auxiliaries the art of war
Artilleries
silly me/
Addicted to creativeness
Soliloquies/
abstract attract
In fact an artist
Artistically
Art of Art artifact/