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* This is a form I created called “Cinqopet” - I hope you enjoy it. * ~ oh why do you yet haunt me so? your ghosts will never let me go deep in the night from far below they turned my dearest dreaming as sprites of moonlight, scheming oh why do you still come to me and make me ache to break and be more hopes lost to that endless sea and drowned for sake of needing your dark to leave me bleeding? just when it feels you’ve left my heart your spirit rends it wide-apart - an open wound, served a la carte when daylight comes to waken lost ‘midst the morrows, taken you wander, wild, this ‘bysmal brain beneath these lands of counterpane to bring me morns so daubed with rain four-tens of years from leaving this somber soul’s still grieving oh would I could, I’d kill them, cold - love’s fancy flights a dream can mold though if the truth be plainly told they’re dearer me than morning those phantoms midst their borning … those phantoms, You. Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, March 19, 2023 ( Did you notice the nod to Robert Louis Stevenson in stanza four? )
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