Poems from Lnoelcummings
Deleterious Gold
Quizzically we must look at gold
Deleterious as it can be
Heed Bacchus's wisdom of old
He knew Midas would not be free...
The Myriad Stars
Stars,
myriads
in the sky,
constellations
in infinity.
The hunter and his hounds
guiding antiquated barks,
the...
Let us drink to the joy of times past
Cautiously looking ahead
To a new and different cast
But let not tears be shed.
This this dance of...