A Glimpse of Verdure

We lived within a concrete fort
And dreamed our fatalistic dreams;
Our perished thoughts were gray as fog
And mordant were our plots and themes

As we were drawn and lately spent,
A window to a thought was seen.
A glimpse of verdure on the lea,
A possible escape
Into

The green

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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