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
- Your Last Drive by Thomas Hardy
- Song from Aella by Thomas Chatterton
- Maya by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sonnet 43: When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 01 poem – John Milton poems
- Юнна Мориц – Снег в ноябре
- As I Walked Out One Evening by W. H. Auden
- Darkness And Light by John Oxenham
- In An Underground Dressing Station by Siegfried Sassoon
- Эмиль Верхарн – Завершение
- Landscape At The End Of The Century by Stephen Dunn
- The Coronet poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Life by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Владимир Маяковский – Заносы не дают железным дорогам жить… (РОСТА №838)
- Владимир Британишский – Быт
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).
