Dark Poetry #3 |
Counterpoise |
Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas |
Counterpoise Rather to know an aching void, And the searing cut of pain; To tread the shadowed wastes of want, And brave the purpled dark of fear. Rather to dwell in echo haunted silence, Where whispered words beseech; To know the clouded hours of weary days, And heart wrung fantasies of sleep-lost nights. Rather to feel the Ghost Moth's phantom brush of silvered wings, And hear the sorrow laden drip of countless tears; To greet each coming dawn with weary eyes, And hail the dusk with prayer. Rather to stand against the wind's relentless power, To cast into its merciless gale an endless cry... And wait in solitude till Time is done, Than never to have known The dearness of your touch, nor seen Deep within your eyes the counterpart Of all the hopes my heart will ever hold! |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
This is a great piece! We can’t let it slip away Top! The To Up |
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Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas |
Insect...Thank you very much, I appreciate your comments. All my poetry is from my book "Songs of Sorrow" as listed on Amazon.com |
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