The Swan Song

The Swan Song

13 May 2016

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Blue ribbons

Hang from the dark skies

As the rains

Fill the plains

With the remains of seasons

Spent in wasted stance

 

Plush meadows

Once breathed laughter’s lines

As the sun

Shone brightly

Upon yards now unsightly

A blossom of graves

 

They built caves

Within heathen grounds

Released hounds

On the weak

Their kings grovel as we speak

Their battlefields red

 

Newly wed

The bells ring for you

Pealing love

High above

The cries to bring out the dead

As the black tides sweep

 

Put to rest

Soul in house arrest

The moonbeams

Hush its screams

It wanes withers but for dreams

Daily sustenance

 

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Daylight broad

The waking penance

Where I walk

Where I talk

My mind in slow resonance

With the sleeping hordes

 

Iron rod

Piercing my ribcage

They seek rage

Through outrage

The body feels mind repeals

The soul mere stillness

 

Walk along

I will recount lives

Filling you

With wonders

From deep wells I draw splendors

My mouth a brush stroke

 

We relive

Many lost embers

The frail heart

Remembers

Feelings more than brief memoirs

Stories for boudoirs

 

United

The pieces of us

They sing loud

The Swan Song

Crystalline drops that take us

To where we belong

 

Reading of the poem: 

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