the world slipped
away today, as clouds
passed by without a care and
land shadows blindly followed

winds' fragrance
danced around my face in
small frantic swirls, while this
captive moment in time fell silent

standing before a living
painting entitled Spring,
I woke from the quiet bonds to
unwilling tears, then turned away

taking the path lined with
autumn's fallen glory, knowing...
the world slipped away today, and
not even the clouds seemed to care-

~*~

Viewing A New Work Of Art

Sunrise pierced the black silk sky
leaving fine cuts of color inside
One dazed bat went fluttering by
searching out his new bed of night
Pink drifts across lifeless water
scarcely from within shadows reach
Birds wake from a twilight slumber
only to be hushed by owl's screech
Soft hues blend on a canvas backdrop
of silhouette trees in black silk attire
Morning awakes before my weary eyes
painting with brushes made of pure fire-

~*~

Unquenched

Upon the lonely stars that shine above,
across the shadowed world of sorrow below,
the tears fall. Fall into the depths of lost freedom.
Freedom that holds you in this parched world of love.
Love that has withered away painfully and died;
died as the final drops dissolved away,
away with your longing thirst.
Thirst of love forever
unquenched.

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