In a flicker of moonlight Where the brave fear to tread Upon the west side of the moor Lives a place of powerful intent In mists and blizzards, it stood through them all And even when the metropolis came to call Industry and revolution marked the land around but left the place alone, solid andContinue reading “Consolers of the Past”
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Alone in the City
Walking down a foreign street at dusk, the air is sweet and crisp. The ring of a thousand voices and car engines echo in the spring sky above. The aged buildings of bricks and mortar, made of stone and sweat tower above you. You are a mere ant in this abyss. You have a destinationContinue reading “Alone in the City”
Northern Sky
So red and pink how the hue of the sky reflects our destiny How it passes us by without much thought But sometimes, for our pleasure when we look up We remember we are not so much trapped But wonderfully free in this world of dreams Pink and mauve, violet with a hint of crimsonContinue reading “Northern Sky”
Parisian Poetry 