Sleep

Sleep

Is the tribute I make

To the King of Slumber who

Lies beneath

The wind and rain

Far from the missive

That makes Him slender and

Thrush-like

He is a whirlpool

Not an evolution

And so it is that

I must be.

Copyright B E Saunders 2016

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2 comments
  1. Cezane & Michelle said:

    Your lines are few, run deep and some so en-joyful to read. Here to say your blog fascintes me. I love your work buddy! Glad to have found your blog. Cheers! – Cezane

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