Horizons of My Heart
Horizons of my heart
Sunsets of my youth
Landscapes still remembered
Not forgotten in my view--
Panorama's panacea
Promising my plight
I pledge thy podium
Oh tonight--thy pulpit is my might--
Longin' for a laurel world
No speech--no sound-no curse--
A vestige of pious realms
No ignorance--yet verse--
Sonnets on a sunset
Float to truthful plains--
Never waving--constant course
Oh, venue long remain--
Horizons of my heart
Oh, faithful one who speaks--
Tread me not on paradox
But pay my toll to seek---
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Pianos Have Their Form of Soul
I place my hands on some black keys,
Leaving the white to rest--
And this goes on for some short while
Until I collect some tears inside--
And then I remember the white keys' feelings
of jealous love and
need for want--
How sorry then I feel--
I mix some black and white in my song--
No color could I find--
But when I play with equal blacks and
whites--My song rests another night--
No sorrow do I feel--
I place my hands on all--
content---
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