Written a few years ago. It felt right to present it once more here...now.
Is an abhorrent loss to me
To idle through a waking day
And never leave the path to stray
Where no one else's mind has trod
Thinking thoughts like seeds in pods
That germinate and grow to be
the waves that froth beneath my lee
As my vessel charges full and bye
towards lost horizons 'neath a sky
Of cerulean blue and popcorn cloud
I sing in riots of rounds out loud
To thank my God that I may be
Alive this day of fantasy
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2020-03-01 at 03:46
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Windship Fancy
To lose a day to ennuiIs an abhorrent loss to me
To idle through a waking day
And never leave the path to stray
Where no one else's mind has trod
Thinking thoughts like seeds in pods
That germinate and grow to be
the waves that froth beneath my lee
As my vessel charges full and bye
towards lost horizons 'neath a sky
Of cerulean blue and popcorn cloud
I sing in riots of rounds out loud
To thank my God that I may be
Alive this day of fantasy
Poetry by josephus
Read 428 times
Written on 2020-03-01 at 03:46
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