Robert Fulton Laird

Poet View

I defied my thoughts and when's—

For an instant o'er begined.

A pulse of tweets and silence—
rawer than—

Celebrations—
in time— gone.

I recall tomorrow— here—

Where what once was—
is dear.

No far, start, end, or near—

Where those me's, dissapear.

Un-steal my, poet view—
greed— fear—

For what
birds, stars, and not yets—
hold dear.

Re-known to atmosphere—
of hearts stain,
dare, and tear.

Where, when death
or sweetest breath,
held to, are mere.

With ear, unheard
at all,
and eye, too clear.

A'las nature—
your tardy peer!

see more...