Thursday, September 22, 2011


We listened to the baleful bards
whose brittle words fell like shards
upon the grass
then walked across the green expanse
that tinkled with the dissonance
of broken glass

together we all sang as one
beneath a mellow autumn sun
that felt so fine
our common voice began to rise
to radiate throughout the skies
and grand design

the stuff of our collective dream
was amplified into a scream
that echoed out
and all the pointless petty pain
from which it seems we can’t abstain
we did without.

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