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
- Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 14 by William Wordsworth
- Ольга Седакова – То в теплом золоте, в широких переплетах
- Sweet Love Is Dead poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: To A Louse: On Seeing One On A Lady’s Bonnet, At Church
- Владимир Высоцкий – Свадебная
- An Arundel Tomb by Philip Larkin
- Ок Мельникова – Плацкарт-блюз
- Toward Salvation
- Robert Burns: The Mauchline Lady: Fragment
- Юлия Друнина – Да, сердце часто ошибалось
- Arcades poem – John Milton poems
- Patience poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul’s, Dr. John by Thomas Carew
- Epigram pinned to Mrs. Riddell’s carriage by Robert Burns
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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