A gaze falls
like a sunset

never

setting in the same spot

.
Four little lines you get,
just a sweet verse quartet,
please, take it home to pet,
a warm cuddle when you fret.




© Pagan Paul (28/02/19)

Gather the dead
  for we will burn them all.

Leaves,
skeletons of summers
life
                      cremated.

Would you know a poem I wrote
Would you know me from the note
Would you be able to recognise
Or would you be fooled by my  disguise
Would I give the game away
Or incognito would I stay

.

I wish I could fade,
lay back,
close my eyes,

and fade...

through the continuum,
to a desolate place,
where peace reigns majesty,
and birds sing me awake,
as dawn paints the starry sky,
over a silver mountain lake,
clear as a mirror.

Stone monoliths rise to peak,
feet on moss and grass
make electric natural connection,
the smell of fresh air
and the scents of the flowers,
isolation tastes like honey,
sweet as a dream.

I wish I could fade,
lay back,
close my eyes,

and fade …


never to return.




© Pagan Paul (01/09/18)