All this world,
Is one big stage,
And we star as mere actors,
In its brilliant plays.
Every face, a pretty smile,
But Is it truly what meets the eye?
"We my dear, are best of friends,
Joy, or despair,
I'll be near.
Or coarse sand,
Side by side,
Hand in hand.
One day, at last,
They'll have to pass."
Wednesday 28th June 2023 10:37 am
Night has descended on the fields
but a summer night never darkens, only shields
dreamers from the day's dull hold
as I am wakeful, bedded cold;
and the trees stretch into the faded sky
Night has alighted on my mind
but a wakened wraith can only stray, its kind
vanish as summer's dusky night flies on
as I am lost beyond my dream horizo...
Tuesday 27th June 2023 4:13 pm