Lifeline - 3WW CCLXIV (Figment, Inclined, Vulnerable)

Inclined to thoughts

of flight and fancy

subject to figments

of fascination

Vulnerable to the

very wind

as a single palm

Caribbean

Like a shadow

that's always there

quickly darts away

as eyes dare

Long distance call

to the other side

a lifeline pull

from deep inside

A Thousand Years - Sunday Scribblings #254 (A Thousand Years)

A thousand years from now - I'll love you...

A thousand times more
than a thousand times

A thousand depths deeper than
a thousand depths deep

A thousand love songs longer
than a thousand songs' length

A thousand times more than
all of time - a thousand times...

Stories Told the Same - SS #253 (Story)

Seven stories told
of seven sons
left in 30 ways

thrice the vile temptress
crept up the ivy lanes

seven steps to
heaven in a
winter garden's haze

lost in time and misery
the stories told the same

Practically Daressence - 3WW CCXXVII (Dare, Essence, Practical)

Dare I question the authority's decree
cold the shadow of indecision's tree
longing for the essence of freedom's reign
lost in contradictions like tears in the rain

Practical is the line of the following soul
meandering visages after contemplative toll
thorough, degenerate the symptoms of lies
swept beneath floorboards away from their eyes

Standing at the foot of a mountain of gold
forgotten indecision and bone gripping cold
thoughts of the climb to the view from above
dull the insistence of obsolete love