Beneath the SettleFoster flocksA feather --A grazed cropWithers --Tilts its frown, andFizzles.A colleen --In her beautyBeside the lough,Beneath the mi..
so i traveled down a roadwhich mother saidwould make me frownso i traveled down a roadand indeed did frownand the roadmeandered and triedto make a cro..
Past the blue yonder,Levin through the swire --Pastal hand, andHer beauty;Stretched out before the sky.Frail with a Rose --Splayed with celestial nave..
IWonder through my Brain;Time in Dreams Never the same.II,riverrun past Mountainsof quixotic flannsound and the furywonderingmazes of tilia andorange ..
lovely tea-cupsall nice andchromered to red andlipstick frown.but two andyoutalkwith three.of letterswithlovefalse.false with grief, andfalse with lea..
red the color of redupon the skyand the bootsthe boots upon the pathladen with snowsnow covered pastand memories buriedin yearsin years agast.stretche..
the darkupon this room my gloomand your shawl upon your neck instead the lightsbeyond the yonderfall with the soundsof the gust and redand the ladies ..