...And another

Poem Number 2 Everyone.

'Tis now a world of black and white
Shadowed bouquets in my sight
Seems first that I don't belong
Yet Here I stand, dark and bright

It hasn't yet now been too long
Since we've last now heard birdsong
Alas 'twas something hither
That's but now all gone

Here we are, let us not wither
For among us eldritch things slither
Isn't it too much to ask from above
Strand us ourselves in this dither

The world's yet not within our glove
Yet all here are within our love
Infinite are what's unknown of
Infinite are what's unknown of.

Something dead, now alive

Finally, New post time! Here goes.....

So much depends
Upon

A mist
dreaming

Amongst us darkness
Here

Of some purity
Still