Carlos C
2008-08-06 17:33:02 UTC
I write poetry for them dailey !.....
Thanatopsis.......
A star dissolved in evening, then three stars
silently,
and night, oh soon now,
and still the light now,
and still now the large
relinquishing
pools of blue,
still swallows
my wind now and again.
The trees
gathering darkness:
They were small. They lay
beside me on the grass, and sleep
came, slow steps and dripping with dark
velvet muzzles. The white feet that move
in my dreams watered down soon.
Sleep, and the night. And I was not afraid.
There hands lay over mine. There fingers knew
darkness, and sleep the silent lands, the far
off of morning where I should never awake.