It is but noble to surmisewhat fortune doth caressin distant lover’s eyes what animal carnage shall thee unfurlin every waking breath I do but knowwithin all disinterested hearts to keep but wait while she speakshang about and tenderthe overgrown garden’s needs for it is in the waitingthat seeming dreams lie awakeas heaven becomes the mind’sContinue reading “Languid Dreamer #1”
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Vanishing Raindrops
#1 Setting Sun
Although the evening was cool and crisp it seemed that there was something more amiss. Yes we had finished and yes we were done but something longing became echoed inside the setting sun. Thoughts on a page #1 by Sam Fawcett
1976
A distant smell of coffee Ground in Puerto Rican style It was the 8th of November 1976 And cravats were back in style I was back, back in the New York groove Without much of a care but a point to prove Long moustaches flexed upon a midnight moon All my reflections had come tooContinue reading “1976”
Forever & Free
For all those who sail beneath the skyThat don’t ask questions That don’t know why Enter my heart And you will see Just how I’ve kept you Forever and free J’y Sam Fawcett
Last of the Summer Roses
What thoughts spring from a mind that sings?Sunny shades and merry glades glisten in my mind. Happiness is a fruitful flower ready to be kind. Whatever we give, we take away. Despair is merely a neighbour of desireA humble home next to a work of fire. By Sam Fawcett
Parisian Poetry 