Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Dearest love, be gone, even dead, storm winds, blow away you, instead!

Poem by Marc Aupiais

Dearest love, be gone, even dead, storm winds, blow away you, instead!

And as you, in darkness: tread,
Do not neglect;
The pool to miss, as you
throw the ducks your bread!

May you be dead;
In my Heart;
My Muse;
In my Mind;
Now, and forever,
It is, Amen!

As forward I move!
From the night!
To the dear, dear, dear light!
As around me birds fly:
Before the deadly storm,

Like a rat, abandon ship,
As you did; long past 12!
I have now, also said!

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