winter comes,tingling thumps, i can walk upon still find the flowing brooks, all pretty things put by, await till sheep eyes, we may see how all things are, and lingered them in imagination so far, and whispering cast in sibilant breezed, how am i to sing how i feel now and then, and praised happy chimney days, sitting in safe contemplate, across the gleaming mist, in spear a thrilling lance, in vast of my prowling significant, far highlight could shroud whose peak aloud, scale throb of my heart, what whent knew what whent right, seems so easy to be strong yet simple but true, yet knowing has strength to carry through when all hasting down the lane, figure could only stand and stare, there you must be, i longed to be, deepest of my soul, when all i at once, in all alone i was, My poem and editorial content, particle of my slushy creative, composed and made by my heart,compel and illustrate by my mind, collaboration,,, thats it for today, please be reminded to anyone stumble on my home main page, enjoyed reading it,but no copy and no attached folder, please leave it,if in case anyone want it kindly ask permission,,, i take pride for what i work for,thank you, edition of my Love Book, in my timelines tales, author writer, DMCJ,Gsign ,
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 13:34:34 +0000