13 January 2015

Poem: Gaia Swoons



Gaia Swoons

The flowers are melancholy…

The forest primeval weeps…

Th’albatross and gull are laid low…

As the briny depths heave a sigh of regret…

The nightingale weeps a lonely song…

And the mountain groans incomparable loss…

As the majestic dance falters… and Gaia swoons.



by D. Denise Dianaty
© 09 September 2014







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