silent my song
silent the whispers
whispers of ghosts
whispers for wasting
wasting away
wasting my young years
years gone by
years done for trying
trying it out
trying but not quite
quite there yet
quite a way away
away with me now
away with this
this is what makes us girls
this is it gold and pearls
pearls of the sea
pearls if you'll let me
me in a movie
me always made us
us against the world
us walking the water
water replenish us
water of our rivers
rivers flow through
rivers flowing past you
you lost it
you found it
it found you
it slammed shut
shut and left behind
shut it you're not kind
kind of like me
kind of like a movie
movie famous faces
movie lost its traces
traces back to you
traces take me through
through the looking glass
through the mirrors fast
fast like the day
fast forever stay
stay as you are
stay if you please
please oh please
please take me away
away forever
away for today
today...
forever...
(24th April 2014)
YOU ARE READING
Blue Moon
Poetry"Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes." - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (2012 - 2014)
