Eloquent whispers float Along the autumn breeze Lullaby of peace And slumbersome my heart I am suddenly calm Taking careful note of my usual preference To frolic in rotting leaves And wallow in stale summer pools I no longer require the sun Or a winter cloak My blood boiling from the fire Raging in my ribs One might discover the flames and Think to get a bucket Only I dont scream Or even sizzle No. Today I simply inhale Rationed elements And sigh on the exhale Quietly drifting on the waves of Eloquent whispers floating Along hushed autumn breezes Lullaby of peace And slumbersome my heart
11/07/2007
Posted on 11/08/2007Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
...so you're gonna take a day OFF!!!, eh?...i love it's drift of a happy melancholy...and for a moment [in time] you're gonna just "chill"...lovely sentiment...ever 6 million or so years, i can become melancholy...good write, peace, chaz
