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The slipper
is filled with India ink
And a blotter of sky
shadows the beckoning stars
So this is the emptiness
All thats left are voided words
still fresh from my foolish pen
Dead stars that fall in a black sky
A dream was swallowed by the sun
Victim of my own illusion
And my heart is a slivered moon
(c) Linda Gayton 2005
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In my thoughts and prayers,
Dave
Take care,
Sherry
Never never never quit..
"Eclipse" flows from the fountain of understanding... Beauty
and knowledge glow through its lines of poetic compliance.
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Paul;-)
I'm glad your back! I've heard an expression 'True as a Turtle' and true as a trutle you are back ... and honest ... 'Victim of my own illusion' ... oh how many times do we need to remind ourselves of that in this lifetime ... It seems, always and ever!
With Love, Hugs, and welcome back out Suzie xoxxox
Hope you feel better very soon!!
Love Tinka