Saturday, June 14, 2008

Poems 2007

Invisible strings tie us to present relationships,
So unlike the strong cords of the past.
Musical links tie us to lovely old melodies,
But it’s the nebulous strings of Hope which last.
And Hope, ‘ the thing with feathers’,
takes off on unchartered flights!
Her stones with fair colours inlaid,
Her foundations laid with sapphires

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