mood miscellanea

TEMPEST

UNCEASING QUEST

NO KINDRED SOUL REVEALS TO FREE THIS HEART

CONFINED WITHIN THE ROUTING OF A

WORLD'S WORK

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EXTRACT ING

NAUGHT BUT ANTICIPATED EMOT | ONS

ONLY TANGENT TO THE DEPTH WITHIN.

THE SHELL

THAT HOUSES THIS WHICH IS |

PERFORMS WITH ACCEPTANCE.

BUT MY RESTLESS SELF CRIES OUT

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"WHAT MOCKERY, TO DWELL WITHIN A SEA SO VAST AND YET BE SO ALONE."

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DILO RONSON

SONNET THREE

WHEN FAR FROM YOU AND ACHING FOR YOUR TOUCH,

I FEEL THE HOURS, THE MINUTES, LINGER LONG; WHEN WRACKED WITH PASSION'S FIRE, I KNOW THAT SUCH DESIRES WILL LONG REMAIN UNFILLED BUT STRONG.

AND OTHER WANTS, COMPANIONSHIP AND CARE, THEY, TOO, MUST WAIT TILL SOME LONG WISHED-FOR DAY; REPRESSED TILL WEIGHTED, HEAVY, HARD TO BEAR, THE HEART MAY FREEZE; THE FABRIC, THINNED MAY FRAY? PERHAPS THE MIND, THE TREMBLING NERVES MAY FIND

THE TEST'S TOO HARD; THE HANDS WHICH TOUCHED WITH LOVE

ARE NOW A HALF-REMEMBERED THRILL, AND MINED

OF ALL ITS GOLD THE MEM'RY'S NOW AN EMPTY TROVE?

CH, NO,

THE WAITING HANDS A STRONGER THREAD CAN SPIN AND SWEET'S THE PRIZE ONE WAITS A WHILE TO WIN.

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JAN FRASER