A fabled stream, a land that's dead
And dead do rule all eyes can see
Here shines a light through verses said;
The river sings and calls to me
Who am I to hold my peace?
I sing right back to this warning stream
I speak of snakes and a daydreamed kiss
She jokes but still she sings my dream
A reflection in the stillness stirred
I smiled at what appeared to me –
Flaming hair that 'round her whirled;
My sweet angel in the light of dawn,
Enwrapped in sorrow and in beauty –
But still just a frightened fawn…
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And now for something completely different…
Well, not really. I just thought I'd try a sonnet. The ending is a bit rough rhythm-wise, but other than that I think I said what I wanted to say…
Actually, when I think about it, I'm not sure I could ever do that… But I can sure as hell try.
Post je objavljen 09.05.2005. u 17:18 sati.