Gooseacre |
Sanctuary in a silenced slumber, brief respite from the rain and thunder,
at the height of the night of the cold of the world, just to slip away and feel ones conscious unfurl,
upon a pillow, words me...
Posted by DannySparrow on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 09:45:00 PST |
Somme Sunday |
The fanciful flames of the fireworks reign,A festival night of an Asian name,The blackened canvas alive with light,Snap, crackle, pop,No sleep tonight.
moi...
Posted by DannySparrow on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 12:34:00 PST |
The Secret Rose |
FAR-OFF, most secret, and inviolate Rose,Enfold me in my hour of hours; where thoseWho sought thee in the Holy Sepulchre,Or in the wine-vat, dwell beyond the stirAnd tumult of defeated dreams; and dee...
Posted by DannySparrow on Fri, 28 Jul 2006 05:36:00 PST |
London |
I wander thro' each charter'd street,Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meetMarks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every man, In every Infant's cry of fear,...
Posted by DannySparrow on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 01:47:00 PST |
Ma Belle, Ma Belle |
That kiss we shared,
Forever cast,
The way we felt,
Forever I'd say if asked,
Kept in a box,
Stuffed with dog eared photographs,
A box of this and that and which and what.
Homeward bound,
...
Posted by DannySparrow on Mon, 24 Apr 2006 09:06:00 PST |
Black Gold, Red Blood |
Black gold, Red blood. Theres not enough, But so much. Spilt on the sands, On their hands, Away from here, In far flung lands. Skin blistered by the furnace of the sun, Brothers and sisters, Limbs gna...
Posted by DannySparrow on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 05:24:00 PST |
These Sunken Eyes |
Sunken eyes, these sunken eyes, Blackened windows, Windows worldly wise. Teetering on the precipice, To the dark from the light, Relinquished with a sigh, Wheres the pride from those eyes. Tempests sw...
Posted by DannySparrow on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 05:21:00 PST |
A Lone Furrow? |
A lone furrow? A fickle few frown, Yourself to be, Not in this world my friend, For it's all been charted, From beginning to the end Yourself to be, Not in this world my friend Lucid dreams echo throu...
Posted by DannySparrow on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 05:19:00 PST |
Hitherto Wait |
I hitherto wait,my love I ponder,an arduous wait,from here on yonder,linger listless another day,whilst the storm it gathers, shapen of familiar,ominous shadows,atop the hillsides,a silhouette,slow d...
Posted by DannySparrow on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 09:15:00 PST |
