Illusions
by Mark R Slaughter
Speak to me –
Speak thro’ drifting clouds
And sing to me –
Sing as if the sun would throw a flare
To give to harmony
Then call to me –
Call across the drowsy valleys –
Spread the word you care!
Now come to me –
Abandon now
My inner dreams
That lay illusions bare.
Then pray for me –
Pray that I recover
From reality:
But no! I ask, how could you,
For you were never there.
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
15 random poems
- In the Nower poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Violet Beauregarde… by Roald Dahl
- A Woman’s Last Word by Robert Browning
- Sonnet 48: How careful was I, when I took my way by William Shakespeare
- Ольга Берггольц – Февральский дневник
- Sonnet Vi
- Ocean of Forms by Rabindranath Tagore
- Dans le Restaurant by T. S. Eliot
- Content Written Off Ithica poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet Xiv
- Николай Карамзин – Гимн
- Владимир Маяковский – Думай об армии (РОСТА №873)
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Presentiment poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Маяковский – Нынче бар в России нет… (Главполитпросвет №37)
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
