SILENTLY WHISPERING

Silently whispering gossamer threads,
Through weaves of brilliant blue years,
A gypsy, pixie fiend doth tread,
Startled at the sound of her own tears.

Sharks with sabre-toothed eyes,
Insects bite in troubled skies
The clouds perform their sweet disguise,
Everything I've heard is lies.

The singing, ringing voice of the jackdaw
Brings the substance less is more,
Poetry will win the war
Untill the mind of satan sees the door.

Daffodils in liquid sun,
want no truth and surrender none,
Their name is many but one is one
The world's been done and done and done.