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With May flowers and May babies
And pocket books and chains
We boiled in our suitcases
We toiled in the rain
How long ago Elijah
Did we gaze in eyes of soot?
With fearful moths caught in our throats
As Kings were felled by rooks
In each tear there is a tempest
Each voice bequeaths a plea
For Pawns and Queens in gray halos
For dreams in siren seas
How far ahead Elijah
Each puppet step and string
In marble fists, in overtures
In Carnivals for Kings?
The martyrs have been put to bed
All cast on windy shores
With madness eye and candied cane
The children sleep no more.
And pocket books and chains
We boiled in our suitcases
We toiled in the rain
How long ago Elijah
Did we gaze in eyes of soot?
With fearful moths caught in our throats
As Kings were felled by rooks
In each tear there is a tempest
Each voice bequeaths a plea
For Pawns and Queens in gray halos
For dreams in siren seas
How far ahead Elijah
Each puppet step and string
In marble fists, in overtures
In Carnivals for Kings?
The martyrs have been put to bed
All cast on windy shores
With madness eye and candied cane
The children sleep no more.
I wrote this not long after the 911 attacks. I guess it was my reflection on what was to come. The drum beats of war in the air... The sense that things would never again be the same... Like Jack Johnson says... We went beyond where we should have gone.
© 2009 - 2024 DreamingSky
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I like this.
It's quirky, and yet...
so deep.
I like your style, your tone of voice.
Very nicely done.
Your stanzas speak thousands.
It's quirky, and yet...
so deep.
I like your style, your tone of voice.
Very nicely done.
Your stanzas speak thousands.