Treasure Island

Frances Kay


Emit ~ Time Honoured Dream…


Does Life meaning have anything without her?

A mirror, duly, as-signed to his face
Wherein, streamed consciousness he tracked
Through a mind, she traced back
To his star … hid, in the darkness of space…

His time-line she walked … across universe ~ all fields

A journey of Light, within dark ~ focused beam
Determined toward home ~ ground, faced to seed based
And … (Ro) u(o) ted in thought, tensed ~ back-word to fore-word
As word, true to it’s word, assembled … Omniscient support
To present as a (c) o(urt) e(sy) , a Maid to her Lord…

Omnipotent his conviction, sentiment by-pas(t) sed in pledge

To coalescent themes seen, dreams scene extends
In kaleidoscopic lucidity ~ ubiquitous veils
Evanescent beauty ~ emotion diminishing
Whilst boundaries dissolve, as identification’s gift
Re-membered them a(k) new, and assembled of old
Without being broken, the mirror of their mind…

Submitted: Monday, April 28, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 30, 2014

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