" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Saturday, January 08, 2005
a sign of the times: ORD LOH ! (93 days to go)
not much new insights lately, but i did managed to get
this piece out.
a house in time
my heart i left in a wooden chest
as if is a case of need.
alas there are naught to illuminate
a barren wall in languid sight
the air's trembling with its decay
dreary cinders do not despair.
splinters's about;
i shall thread with care
a spell that entwines the times
take a whiff not of wilderness
but of cement and its paint
through the window i peer
by a different light
conjures a disparate sight.
there in a house in time,
my heart i left in a wooden chest
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