O daydreams, become nightdreams when I sleep, And let my slumbering mind elect stay Wrapped up in luscious pleasure for to steep Repose in bliss, and keep nightmares at bay. For yearning daydreams much prefer to play While masquerading as reality Which makes them lack the breathtaking array Of the subconscious mind in reverie. So … Continue reading July 12: Idle Theme
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February 1: So Long as Men Can Breathe
To read a sonnet written to a love Is to learn nothing of that paramour, We know the poet might have got her glove, But of her character we'll know no more. Who did she love? With whom had she rapport? What did she want of life? What were her dreams? Enduring fame from poet … Continue reading February 1: So Long as Men Can Breathe
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