In Due Form

 I do not doubt you.

I know you love me.

It is a fact of your indoor face,
A true fancy of your muscularity.

Your step is confident.

Your look is thorough.

Your stay-beside-me is a pillow
To roll over on
And sleep as on my own upon.


But make me a statement
In due form on endless foolscap
Witnessed before a notary
And sent by post, registered,
To be signed for on receipt
And opened under oath to believe;
An antique paper missing from my strong-box,
A bond to clutch when hail tortures the chimney
And lightning circles redder round the city,
And your brisk step and thorough look
Are gallant but uncircumstantial,
And not mentionable in a doom-book.

Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem |

Poems are below...