merkie: Morning Brush Strokes

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Morning Brush Strokes

Morning Brush Strokes The faces in the sky today Are painted there with a different brush The strokes are threaded with touch so light Their pale countenance shines in ghost like mummer How quickly they disappear: Into a wisp of memory to cling Fogging my morning dream with thoughts That clamour for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Trapped in lif'es surreal sleep Intimated by conscience, I weep Among the ashes of my childhood. Perhaps I understood .

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