Perhaps by Keith D Allison
From one love to another
It is past
upon the sea
a thousand counts
the simple sounds of time
Life
the waste
It never breathed
upon the mountains crest
or
found its rest
in a silence of the star
Life oh Life
the simple waste of time
For there was no quest
in the dreams
just the dust
in the heat of an empty heart
Blue
the sky of pain
No more
the empty…
wail
Summer is gone
hear the cry
no more the name
just the pain
The sky, a silver gray
no tune to twist the beauty
no more to say
that taste left, will always be… a part of breath
Sumner last
moist tears
they
fades away
in two the sweet streams
giggling laughing
in the canvas splashed with color
autumn begins to play 09/07/2008 Posted on 09/07/2008 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison
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