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
- He Wishes His Beloved Were Dead by William Butler Yeats
- The Appointment by Ruth Padel
- From The Dark Chambers Of Dejection Freed by William Wordsworth
- Love Sonnet LVIII poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- The Widow’s House by William Barnes
- 30th Birthday poem – Alice Notley
- So Small, So Vital
- Lover’s Gifts XLIII: Dying, You Have Left Behind by Rabindranath Tagore
- The True Beauty of Poetry
- Nestling by Mark R Slaughter
- Songs of Joy by William Henry Davies
- A Tale. June 1793 by William Cowper
- Владимир Высоцкий – О нашей встрече
- The Eviction by William Allingham
- Song—O can ye Labour Lea? by Robert Burns
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).
