April 29, 2011

Source of Inspiration for this Blog Creation...

Canvas Basement

How could I dare place in words
This canvas basement beneath the earth

That Rome has long since hung of you
The grandest portrait to ever view

Drifting through the Coliseums of Spain
The winds still softly sing your name

Do you know of that grey,
How it flutters the mind?

Of that silvery snow.
That waits in the sky?

There exists no option to define
To translate or epitomize

That blinding light
Of your bright eyes

An endlessly glowing emerald sea
With gold reflections surfacing

The home that lost always finds
Every time your iris unwinds

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