A full Paschal moon
Promises Resurrection
Hope for all lost souls

© Robert Porteus

I have been away from the world of words
But words never do leave
Shadows to keep
From East to West
Visible or not, play of light
Dawn to dusk, forever to believe
In words and world of words

The sun's climbing up like the ivy
casting shadows that wander over the wall.

Beiderbecke
flows through the radio
exciting the blood in my veins
and
Shakespeare's quite near
with his, to be or not...,
Tolstoy's on the tallboy
warring with peace

flamin' bedroom's like
Piccadilly Circus.