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The deep dark soil
Gradually turns to mud;
A gentle insistent patter
Right inside the cloud;
Dappled autumn hues
Of bark and leaves
Shades of browns
And intense fading greens;
And the mist-shrouded wood-smoke
Wafting lazily without a breeze;
A solitary bird whistles
A lone car hisses by –
Magical, mystical,
Pleasingly mysterious:
It is. Quietly on its own
Existing as if in a dream;
Yet this is no dreamland.
I am here, I hear, I smell
I taste and see
This cold brown log upon which I write
These thoughts of you
Wishing that we
Could have shared this moment:
Close, speaking softly touching
Making love to you;
Here in this morning
Where we both can dream
Inside the comfort of this cloud,
Lost, together in our own time.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Angel Of The Church by William Gilmore Simms
- Ок Мельникова – Не в этот раз
- September by Ted Hughes
- The Sparrow Club by William Barnes
- How I Walked Alone in the Jungles of Heaven by Vachel Lindsay
- Autumn – The Third Pastoral, or Hylas and Ægon poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Sonnet # 2 by Luis A. Estable
- Владимир Маяковский – Новогодние поздравления (РОСТА №704)
- The Rain by Robert Creeley
- Auguries Of Innocence by William Blake
- Иван Бунин – Не видно птиц
- Наум Коржавин – Грустная самопародия
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Любовь, любовь! веселым днем)
- A Night In June poem – Alfred Austin
- Breather by Vishü Rita Krocha
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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).
