Modern Structures and Images
#1
The night air is black and clear and crisp
Spotted with the electric lights of the night.
I drink it in and fill myself with
The life of the city.
Intoxicating and swift the fresh outdoors
Enraptures my senses
And I succumb to the sinful lure.
Lights dazzle upon my eyes,
There reflected the twinkle of a thrill
Given upon the feelings of anticipation.
#2
Towering trees over a red sprinkled floor
Begin their plaintiff moan in the rush
of the night wind.
The whisk of air
As it rushes upon the needles of pine,
Trembling branches their only refuge,
Catches upon my quick excited breaths
And so upon the same needles.
From misty depths of my imagination
Comes hence the west wind
And breathes life into my inspiration.
Wondering whence its vasty journey began
And wishing to fly with it
Through the twilight of night
To see what it has seen and
Sail through mountain trees
To sing our herald of majesty
And carries me to mountain tops.
#2a
But the sublime transcendence
Grows vasty still,
In the murky heavens
Amongst twinkling stars . . .
Since the dawn of all things.
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You already know I think you are brilliant (of course) but this is beautiful Dave.
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