by Kailashana on Sun, 2012-11-04 17:18
There is a thread,
I know not its weight
or currency neither its colour nor
sound
the fabric of the universe
is sewn by unseen hands now
trembling now as steady as the rock
Atlas carries upon his shoulders I have slept
for a hundred years in an
ivory tower of dreams
from which you saved me by cutting off my hair
and using a single strand to sew my shroud
but death does not come easily this time
nor do dreams I have yet to dream...falling
out of love I awaken while you must sleep
the sleep of deathless dreams your fingers
clasped tightly around poems you will
never hear.
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ello A~
falling
(c)out of love I awaken while you must sleep
the sleep of deathless dreams your fingers
clasped tightly around poems you will
never hear.(c)
I enjoyed reading you again, you know I always loved your work ...
noticed those couple of typos in case you hadnt seen them
~hugs x
((((((Missy))))))) it's my
((((((Missy))))))) it's my computer, when I scroll down, the c's come with it for some odd reason.
Thanks for the read and the heads up. How u b? Kids, hubby, study? Poetry book? Singing?
xoxo
((((((((((hugs))))))))))))
Thats Bizarre... c ? what are you meant to see(c) just a thought lol
We are all well, the kids are all working my youngest turned 18 and is about to move out and leave me alone with hubby of course but hes busy as well we are ships in the night ... study is going well I am off till the end of feburary ...the book is a sensitive subject atm I've been fucked around somewhat ... Ive been learning how to play the violin I got one for my birthday this year so my singing has taken a back seat for a bit
the boys and myself have been jamming and we are thinking posting some of it on youtube will let you know when we do
Take Care and btw I really missed reading you I wont stay away so long next time lol ;)
hugs ~
A fabric sewn by threads of
A fabric sewn by threads of hair
the strongest thread of all
with bewitched needles
poetry, you us enthral.
Love Ann.