I am filled with words of men long dead,
For all I could say has been said.
A vessel empty of originality,
Mental static swirling cottony
And white, white as evacuated eyes...
The Arab Spring.
Paint clouds that really rain
And noisy, running streams,
Or birds that can take flight
And sing beyond your dreams,
Or sculpt a lovely nude
That wakes to your embrace...
don't have to be a weatherman, to know which way the wind's blowing...(13)
THE SEASONS OF LIFE
(c) 2015 Edward York
The season’s ready to change again,
The leaves have gone from orange to brown.
They gave their all to sustain the tree,
And now are...
I sense your disappointment in me...
and it cuts like a knife.
I've done the thing I least want to do in the whole world...
add to your stress.
Please let me make this right...
Listen closely and you hear the whispers, ignore them and they begin to scream
The echoes of your broken promises, They seek me out and steal my dreams
The out right lies of the...
You don't need water to feel like you are drowning.
My 'emo phase' never went away.
Everything fades but my sorrow
He awakened her heart. Unknowingly it was the perfect inspiration she'd longer for. Caught off by this happenstance of love in the most peculiar way. Her heart opened and the...