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
- Олег Григорьев – Иду я среди голодный
- To Victory by Siegfried Sassoon
- A Song of an Autumn Night. by Wang Wei
- Алексей Ржевский – Рондо (И всякий так живет)
- Владимир Маяковский – Стих как бы шофера
- Владимир Гиппиус – Узел
- Валерий Брюсов – К большой медведице
- Огюст Барбье – Чимароза
- Memory
- On The Death Of A Favourite Cat, Drowned In A Tub Of Gold Fishes by Thomas Gray
- My Father’s Hats by Mark Irwin
- Robert Burns: Another [Epigram On The Said Occasion… On A Henpecked Country Squire]:
- Flight by Rupert Brooke
- Федор Сологуб – Я часть загадки разгадал
- Aftershock by William Marr
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).
