H u s h, hear!
S t u m b l e, low
Then s h i n e a sudden marvel!
M e l t but in the arms of FIRE
One of n o n c h a l a n c e
BURN, burn the scars
That l i n g e r
Beseeching maudlin haven, a p p a l l
Melt like a being but one of flesh
S l o w like a PAUSE
-Then-
R e f o r m like a FIGHT
Of forgotten glory
A fiend of MIGHT
L e s s meaning by the second
Valued MORE o u t r i g h t
In h i n d SIGHT
Memories by g o n e
Reckons one to know
-That-
One that was lost
A lesser k n o w n lesson
R e m a i n s yet
That when one f a l l s
One b e l o n g s
Like TIME from the p a s t
BRILLIANT! This poem is absolutely brilliant... It captivates you in it's very first words! The first paragraph, whev! Neo-romanticism! Lost time seems to be a motif for you, interestingly.
ReplyDeleteLove it
ReplyDelete