A Desk by Light

A Desk by Light through the Writings of a Poet in the Night in the shadow of many a Moon the smells of Summer whisper as we feel June, through a sea that has the freshes Water known to all Human Kind we crave through those small rocks we toss into that flow&cast a wish&then think of the feel of the Air&then out of the Corner we feel pure warmth so in the inner workings of that mind as the words flow like ice to a glass we toast to the powerful mind that has Composed those timeless meanings&Expressions&reflect into another set of Day&Night as more words hoepfully shall inspire the next chapter of this Journey