Mind clouds over, blankets all thought,
Fogged up vision, unable to see, anything.
Movements are laboured, eyes now redundant,
As she succumbs to the moment,
Of falling asleep.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
Mind clouds over, blankets all thought,
Fogged up vision, unable to see, anything.
Movements are laboured, eyes now redundant,
As she succumbs to the moment,
Of falling asleep.
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