(For Gino, Joe and Ross Vannelli)
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A daunting press of gifted dreams The boyish boasts and sculpted schemes Brother, fore, and brother, aft Stead to ply their father's craft Each consecrated to the rest A journey spun at hap's behest Sad the sojourn, seasons spent Demeanor, too, in slow descent A tattered sheet aside the mast The binding brag that held them fast A parried genius pawned for pay Extorted art, la grande touche' Spoon-fed faith to temper sins God's impressions, yangs and yins A sextant set to split the tacks Fair, the wind upon their backs Betting talent - an epoch's wage Trust to rust, on scribbled page Pride integral, misplaced in time A poor man's Eden - a canted rhyme So ford the moat, up castle's wall One faded echo, Caedmon's call Expired breath, a sparrow's verse To strain the wings of kingly curse Scabbards crossed and gauntlet down Such gallant lads to charge the crown The hallowed chapter of gloried tome A heart-child lost, now hailing home Thus ripe with moments to impart This rarest seed with callow heart A pauper's rhyme thru' all the years The sweetest music to my ears ... A music poured ... to douse the tears. Written and submitted on February 16, 2019 For the "Music To My Ears" Poetry Contest Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.
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