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 Balloon Of The Mind by William Butler Yeats
- Content Written Off Ithica poem – Alfred Austin
- Poppies on Ludlow Castle by Willa Cather
- Иван Киуру – Теленок Леня
- Владимир Корнилов – Погодинка
- Every day I bear a burden by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Advice to the Ladies by William Somervile
- Early summer rain by Yosa Buson
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нынче он закончил вехи
- Олег Бундур – Как папа прогуливал школу
- Seed Time And Harvest
- Ольга Берггольц – В доме Павлова
- Владимир Маяковский – Уже из-за снежных заносов прекратилось… (РОСТА №774)
- Did Shakespeare write his own plays and poems?
- Ольга Седакова – В винном отделе
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).
