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
- On Returning To England poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Лифшиц – Грустная шутка
- Спиридон Дрожжин – Свети мне, солнышко
- Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Костров – Бедное сердце болит спозаранку
- Terrible Ted poem – Alexander E. Musset poems | Poetry Monster
- Astigmatism poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Такахама Кёси – Мацумуси пищит
- Before
- Владимир Высоцкий – В далёком созвездии Тау Кита
- Владимир Высоцкий – Войны и голодухи натерпелися мы всласть
- Blessings On Children by William Gilmore Simms
- I saw a man pursuing the horizon by Stephen Crane
- Олег Григорьев – Прометей
- Ольга Берггольц – Борису Корнилову
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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).
