09 November 2010

A contrast of colour

A contrast of colours.
Speeches in languages
long forgotten.
Made impassive, carried
in a breeze of eve'
the ancient tear of happiness
Frozen a time or two
In a glance in the folds

The words unrecorded
in unread tomes
ancient and folly given
veneer dipped in silence
reverence to a natural word

A world without voices
Still has something to say.

2 comments:

AL said...

How Sonnet-esque of you. Love the last lines.

Sun Tzu said...

I committed the folly of reading Shakespeare yesterday.

But mostly Keats. Lots of Keats and Montaigne lately.