Lyre

When distance grew I tried to strain My eyes The silhouette of you I spied Until I couldn’t crane My neck another inch to view The places that so heavenly you flew With letters sent I’d so remain Inside A well, my water spent Of pride A fracture on a plane Of glass that I…

Ripple

Often is it said That one should never bet the farm Never go to bed Without first setting the alarm Never load the lead Unless you truly plan to harm Never let your head Be ruled beneath another’s charm One could rightly say That a request should end with please That your given days Should…