The Seasoned Have Seasoned

Light's sauntering laughter's plenty welcome

in any House I may construct in and out of

doors.

A cherished respite where No space 

has lapsed...why are you so far away?

Don't you Now Know storytelling has passed

away?

Bonfires and eager listeners have gone Up

and Out in the same telling...somehow, the

equanimity of twilight has trammeled its

allure...the seasoned have seasoned...the

none...Other...then...we...have locked eyes...

interminably.

Konstantinos Mark

Reviews

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~ how very beautiful, Sire... this is sheer magic... light incarnate... your universe of words is just too gorgeous... my eyes are always open for the beauty in your verse... the world is waking up too... or so i think...