Hopefully I will begin to update the blog more regularly now after a bit of a hiatus. Here is a small poem to kick off proceedings, dedicated to one of my ultimate literary heroes William Butler Yeats. (If you haven't read 'He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven' read it now!!)
Languid yellow stars falling through blank staircases of meridian blue flute my dreams within their plummet as their metallic tinnitus sounds above an atmosphere of grey evaporation and glitter fluid tides. They fall further next to me they land and to him I said "tread softly because you tread on my dreams".
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
Archives
September 2017
Categories |