The Daily Fret~ Quest for Annus Mirabilis

The Daily Fret~ Quest for Annus Mirabilis
Starting 1 March, I shall be attempting the "Daily Fret"; a simple
attempt to look for poetry in the simple everyday. For seconds tick away before we realize a life has been lived. It must not go by uninspired, unnoticed.

This blog in this respect aspires to be a Dialogue, and not just a listening post; so freely comment and participate, its a resonant communique we all crave-You to I, and I to You.

Happy reading.

Sunday, April 29, 2012


By Invitation Only.


The window blurts-
An old invite,
Before dawn yawns,
Its sun outside.

Dark, drag me more,
Into the night,
Its filled too much,
Of endless sight.

That wakes again;
In closen sighes,
That live in deep,
In listless eyes.

And sits like wisps,
To gather quiet,
And fill my mind,
With passions slight.

For dreams to rise,
And for moments fight;
And bear no more,
Nostalgia's spite.

And look at world,
As if it might,
Roll in sleep,
And take to flight;

Which tired eyes,
Do daily right,
In waking days,
To seldom write-

That how this play,
Of dark and light,
Some living call;
But i most despise.

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