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
- The Sea And the Hills by Rudyard Kipling
- Virtual Impressions by Renu Ayyar
- Владимир Лифшиц – Грустная шутка
- The Bonnie House O’ Airly poem – Andrew Lang poems
- A Royal Home-Coming poem – Alfred Austin
- Гавриил Державин – Ключ
- Огюст Барбье – Отъезд
- Владимир Высоцкий – Здесь сидел ты, Валет
- An Evening by William Allingham
- Sport
- In Between The Strophes
- Tempest poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Владимир Британишский – Далекая скрипка
- Promise Me Rain Retold by Roberto Cocina
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
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).
