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THE BEAUTIFUL WORLD ~BY LANDON L GOW
Daylight
does not burn for anyone.
The sunrise
does not break because it’s pretty.
Daylight
does not burn for anyone.
The sunrise
does not break because it’s pretty.
The sun skips like a flat stone
Across the unruffled water.
I enter with one exaggerated stride
through the skin of the lake,
down across layers of increasing gray
towards the center of the earth.
Our struggles are vain; life is void.
Darkness has reigned; can man be free?
The earth is curious…a valley of mystery.
Your starry white flower garden
A spectacle to behold—a blaze,
Now appears somewhat obscure
Is it the sight or my gaze?
Through every realm lies a mortuary of dreams.
Where Oak trees fell.
There weeds bore trees.
Fading memories slowly linger,
Like mist on a rainy vesper.
On the coldest nights of solitude,
I think of your irresistible pulchritude.
Walk
through your front door,
the house is dark,
even with all the curtains opened
and lights turned on
go to the nearest bathroom mirror,
a man lying on the floor,
When friends meet at first glance, do they speak with their toes
and frown with their smiles and greet with elbows?
A Clout to my heart,
Thought I was smart,
A Love from my heart,
till I fell Apart.
Amidst the rain’s fall,
Skies so cold and dark,
Whispers of love in pain,
Curtains sway gently in dim light.