The dragon's lair

A personal collection of verse

Clown in the Moon

Dylan Thomas


My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble; 
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream

Clown in the Moon

Dylan Thomas


My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble; 
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream