Old Year’s Day draws to its close Raucous room pressed full in warm-faced embrace Separate and alone propped against beer-soaked oak He is found lost in the crowd’s refrains Resonating in silence his disconnected pain. Jovial masquerade acts on in stupor Group-laugh passes by on curve of crescendo then wanes and fades into the future. …
Category: Free-expression
Silence Knows Your Name
Dark would not yield this morn, like the widow heavy in sorrow, darkness held on. Hope of light suspended, to the weighted veil that blackens, both sky and heart. silence knows your name, silent is your name and gone with it, our dawn.
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breeze, easy days unfolding, you tease, and catch curls descending, cool, playful and free, if I could be breeze, would you spend your days with me? wind, wild nights evolving, you harangue and tantrum unrelenting, wild, determined and driven, if I could be wind, would you rage your nights with me? gale, cold …
