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An Illusion
(1957 / Norwich UK)

An Illusion

Speak to me –
Speak thro’ drifting clouds

O! sing to me –
Sing as if the sun would throw a flare
To give to harmony

Then call to me –
Call across the drowsy valleys –
Spread the word you care!

Now come to me –
Abandon now
My inner dreams
That lay illusions bare.

Then pray for me –
Pray that I recover
From reality:

But no! I ask, how could you,
For you were never there.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
















































































































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a great poem enjoyed the read pray that I recover from reality
a great poem enjoyed the read
Very meaningful and full of thought.
Maybe it's our hemispheres talking to each other, I don't know. Delightful poem
I'm HERE mate! Lovely poem. Well imagined.
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