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
- To Virgil, Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the N poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Mother Earth; Her Beauty And Her Destruction by TMBedell
- Respondez! by Walt Whitman
- The West Wind by William Cullen Bryant
- The Gardener LXXXIII: She Dwelt on the Hillside by Rabindranath Tagore
- Pharaohs, Protests and Public by Sunil Sharma
- Robert Burns: A Stanza Added In A Mason Lodge:
- Work and Play by Ted Hughes
- Day by William Morris
- Ольга Седакова – Сказка
- Little Flute by Rabindranath Tagore
- Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Высоцкий – Ленинградская блокада
- Валерий Брюсов – Ленин
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
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).
