A Mini Poetry Blog
Oh why is heaven built so far, And why is earth made so vast? I cannot touch the nearest star Which hangs afloat and greets me often. I was to be weaned from the light of shadows, They were to beautify my life no longer. What they call Fate, inexorable forever, I know it well:…
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Throughout the afternoon I watched them, Wintry-leaves falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fabulously in the hazy air. I would like to decorate this silence, but my house grows only lonely and more plain. The wind chimes I hung on my patio huddled and strangled slightly. And suddenly my thoughts turned to you Who came…
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