*Pen'd the most refined poetry
whilst dreamily sleeping,
like fancy musings in the haze
of lustrous paradisal ponds,
it dissipated on the horizon
i cried symbolical tears
for this miscarriage
of poetic reverie's injustice,
all i could recollect
'twas written neath
the grand oak tree
as starlings sat silently gazing,
held their boisterous song
whilst i eagerly scribbled,
& paused to delight in the majesty
amidst sterling skies' misted allegory
the moon was abundantly ripe
seasoned of versed enlightenment,
as it loftily floated towards clouds' spell,
'twas something profoundly reverent
about life, death and baby's breath,
translation ascended the sweetly scented ether,
...the essence of it lingers still*
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 8:39 AM UTC
*Pen'd the most refined poetry
whilst dreamily sleeping,
like fancy musings in the haze
of lustrous paradisal ponds,
it dissipated on the horizon
i cried symbolical tears
for this miscarriage
of poetic reverie's injustice,
all i could recollect
'twas written neath
the grand oak tree
as starlings sat silently gazing,
held their boisterous song
whilst i eagerly scribbled,
& paused to delight in the majesty
amidst sterling skies' misted allegory
the moon was abundantly ripe
seasoned of versed enlightenment,
as it loftily floated towards clouds' spell,
'twas something profoundly reverent
about life, death and baby's breath,
translation ascended the sweetly scented ether,
...the essence of it lingers still*
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