Post by Brian on Jul 8, 2018 23:25:46 GMT -6
Where now should the fetters of my ambitions be carried,
As the icy winds blow freely through the remains,
Deep through the valley of despair are they tumbling,
Leaving behind not even faint whisper of what had been,
Powerless to halt the declining slide into oblivion,
Observing with a peculiar doubled tight viewing,
Within and without casting pale grey shadows,
Nearer to jagged obsidian shards of broken prisms,
The spirit has fled to the distant ice southern caves,
The mind has flown to the blinding white hot sands,
Alas the wailing heart left abandoned by those two,
Sinks into the broken cuttings of Picasso'd dreams,
Where now exists the ancient fires of solidity,
Cold steel of fearlessly braved unspoken daring,
As the final minutes tick away into sundered dust,
Howling uncaring winds carry away the final plea.
Brian Paul Sullivan 2008
As the icy winds blow freely through the remains,
Deep through the valley of despair are they tumbling,
Leaving behind not even faint whisper of what had been,
Powerless to halt the declining slide into oblivion,
Observing with a peculiar doubled tight viewing,
Within and without casting pale grey shadows,
Nearer to jagged obsidian shards of broken prisms,
The spirit has fled to the distant ice southern caves,
The mind has flown to the blinding white hot sands,
Alas the wailing heart left abandoned by those two,
Sinks into the broken cuttings of Picasso'd dreams,
Where now exists the ancient fires of solidity,
Cold steel of fearlessly braved unspoken daring,
As the final minutes tick away into sundered dust,
Howling uncaring winds carry away the final plea.
Brian Paul Sullivan 2008
Everyone have a great weekend!!!!