Gregory Richard Barden Poet Rubaiyat

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on tranquil lake

 a glass-like smooth of even's yawn
      here I, myself, with one cob swan
         trace cursive paths upon the lake
   as we’re both OF the earth, not on

so sets the sun to blow its kiss
      in hushed glissades of feral bliss
         a surface cleaved in gentle wakes
   oh surely heaven’s much like this

ol’ swan and I, we share these eves
      in feathered white tuxedo sleeves
         he trails me while I row the skiff -
   my chaperon as daylight leaves

I think perhaps he's lonely too
      prospecting for a soulmate who
         will share his love of blushing skies
   and parting mirrored lakes, anew

the water's darkened interludes
      reflect both images and moods
         the hopes we held of love this morn
   now laid to bed as day concludes

but ‘fore we meet, next dusk is drawn
      I’ll speak my prayer that he'll be gone
         that one of us shall find true love ...
   as we’re both OF the earth …

not on.





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