Flowers fold petals
Eye lids grow
Oh discord where do you reside?
Why choose this heart to hide
and ring your cracked bell
with crooked clapper
I've heard it mentioned many times
'a broken heart'.
Ah I thought, a sentimental time
a time of wishing that someone dear
Why so many lives swept and crushed
with walls of water moving across flat lands,
walls of buildings descending upon ground
that sways and shifts like grains of sand.
I dreamt a poem
It beat in my dream
with purple hue
and smelt of oranges;
Does a clock know what time it is? He asked.
moon shines bright o'er the land
and ripples bright beyond the sands
stars light gleams of light beyond
this fallow earth which turns with song
Her heart was fair and skin was moonstone pale
her eyes contained the snow, the rain, and hale
her hair it flowed like rays of rising golden sun
and she walked as though the wind caressed
caravanous camelious sandiferous
I write a poem to my friends,
when all is hard and never ends:
As ending means that which seems,