Chains of Invisibility
broken are the times
i want to be...
to be happy, joyous
and not broken...
never broken are the chains
that bind me...
what if my story
was told with floriography
could i pull the sent of
wonder into your nose
and make you sniff out
the truth...
or maybe, Photography
could bring you to tears
by seeing what no man
should see, fix in time ...
but the Videography
of my tragic play
has not be played
in the light of day ...
so to play a Filmography
of a sad Celestial Historiography
would be like Uranography
just to many bad stars
shining wonder glow
and it makes it hard to
see the truth...
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Chains of invisibility
broken are the times
i want to be...
to be happy, joyous
and not broken...
never broken are the chains
that bind me...
what if my story
was told with floriography
could i pull the sent of
wonder into your nose
and make you sniff out
the truth...
or maybe, Photography
could bring you to tears
by seeing what no man
should see, fix in time ...
but the Videography
of my tragic play
has not been played
in the light of day ...
so to play a Filmography
of a sad Celestial Historiography
would be like Uranography
just to many bad stars
shining wonder glow
and it makes it hard to
see the truth...
(fixed? 5-5-2017 fri)
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2013
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