A viscous gloom, all around.
Laced in my words.
Only an island moon rising,
sheds light.
And the light,
slips beyond the gloom.
Undressing my soul.
For a new world to see.
Melancholy Mind
A viscous gloom, all around.
Laced in my words.
Only an island moon rising,
sheds light.
And the light,
slips beyond the gloom.
Undressing my soul.
For a new world to see.
A Wandering Poet 