The Refuge
Absorbed by art and poetry,he finds
The commonplace childishly surreal
Living life at one stage removed,perhaps
Old age,a wonderland apart from youth;
Out of touch ,of this world,and yet is not,
An audience to a non-stop revue
In which common sense is no more a part,
Into a world of verse,each day departs;
A place of images,imagination,words,
Separate,alone,truly at home,but not apart.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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