How many
Of you
Looked out
Of the window
How many
Heard the traffic
Saw the thin
Sliver of a moon
Reflected twice
In the window
How many
Saw the houses
Full of life
And death
How many
Saw the failing
Light
And the lone star
Sitting
Watching
And the wisps
Of cloud
And the one
Grey cloud
Hanging
In the distance
As always
It does
And it must
There's peace
Out there
Somewhere
Always
Peace and calm
Dropping
And drooping
And wilting
And once in
A while
It's good
To know
Whilst the chaos
Everywhere else
Falls flat
In its
Attempt
To destroy
What once we called
Our
Soul
Noetic-fret!
Sat 21st Feb 2015 21:48
Hi,
Just thought I would log in to say..............TOP!
This is where I'm at most of the time.
Best wishes blue!
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