Turns out I can also put some blog poetry up. Who knew?
Pleasant sounds illiterate my soul
Teach me to read and write by sitting quiet
And listen, Listen! yet more with my Whole
It is simply fun, I do not deny it.
Have you truly tried to only hear
When your solemn Nature runs smoothly past?
Your assurances are no longer clear
Irony, that I cannot hear at last.
Still, by the time I find a slow spun peace
Where I can sit and Muse, create Poesy;
I find that, unlike when I am at ease
That wondrous sound provides my empathy.
Until, at long, Longer, last I find Reason
And bloom again into my summer Season