Tuesday 28 November 2017

Memories

My dreams-
Full of dusty roads
and endless sky
Lonely nights 
Lost with my soul
Tired of the fight
Against Tyrannical might
My dreams-
turn to you
A memory as lost as me
I cry to my soul
Nothing but a construct
Of lonely images
Filling my pages
at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Ghost

  • Buck Cherry.
    sweet round wild cherries....buck cherries.   Claudius Perry, as a botanist he worked with Smithsonians, he was also a bull rider and a fant...
  • Guyana Stories
    Guyana – A country born of their sacrifice Heirs of their pain – Where do I end, and you begin? Why do we stand apart? Can you n...
  • Water's might
    Shadows dance on savannah land As evening sun kiss Tips of golden grass Rupununi - my beauty My love, of dark and light ...