| Title Images ... Often; is how we never meet. Many a full moon has waxed and waned; "Stay in touch", the last thing said "How?" she thought, hugging the pain ... Many a full moon has waxed and waned; Softly, comes the sunlight. "How?" she thought, hugging the pain! In repose and silent. Softly, comes the sunlight. Tales of the journeymen; In repose and silent, "Everything's alright; (and I'm still okay)" Tales of the journeymen, Saving the best for last - "Everything's alright; (and I'm still okay)" All this time - (left at hand). Saving the best for last; Telltale signs and other misgivings. All this time - (left at hand) - A hologram of pain.. Telltale signs and other misgivings, A descending arc of thought. A hologram of pain, Of life and other confusions. A descending arc of thought. A question of balance; conscience themes; Of life and other confusions, Gossamer wings and window panes. A question of balance; conscience themes; Deep seas of blue madness. Gossamer wings and window panes - The art of living day to day. Deep seas of blue madness - The world as we know it; The art of living day to day, It carries me on; surefire bet! The world as we know it, Listen to the beat; implicitly yours. It carries me on; surefire bet! You are the one that I love. Listen to the beat; implicitly yours, Tell me what you want me to do. You are the one I love; Sweeping arc of an ethereal moon. Tell me what you want me to do. Often is how we never meet. Sweeping arc of an ethereal moon. "Stay in touch", the last thing said ... Joy A.. Burki-Watson (dedicated to a fellow poet, "d" in motion) |
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