Tag: free verse

Fantasy, Love, and Imagination

Cold moon flows
touches bosom
our love sick fantasies
sculpts desire of swallowed fame
oh, long lost symphonies!

Curtain falls on blazing seduction
slaying us over and over again
lighting the dark, curse upon us
until shadows remain.

There Was a Recent Day

There was a recent day
Cloaked in drab attire from a cheerless chamber
Where hung robes of mundanity
It was a time of dullness in both character and appearance
A portrait in monotony, a study in languor
The very antithesis of recklessness
Devoid of a penchant for abandon