Best Canticle Poems

Fall softly, wee one, here ... fall softly
    to your repose, drift the dark like a
        feather! You are perfection, defined,
            utterly and sublimely...

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I hardly noticed the first tiny crack, 
through the deluge of tears I cried.
Perhaps too numb to feel the sting of pain
or the fissure exposing my wounded heart,
but in sorrow, I chose to ignore it 
in the futile hope that it would heal itself.
 
Adversity...

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Canticle of Two Stars

I hear the two stars singing
In daylight valleys of never ending tears
And through deep deserts of rushing storms
At midnight;
Companions on my journey,
Duets,
In perfect harmony,
Daystar at the dawn -
A light unto my feet – a morning song -
North Star for the midnight
Standing watch...

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This intricacy, this forest
fanfare of green life, flower 
and fungi, the creatures
that crawl its damp understory 
of bush and fern, and above,
the wing born marvel 
of those masters of the air -
cause the mind to pause
with wonder as when under
the high ceiling of a cathedral.

Here...

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Warm, blue, Islands in The Stream

     Immersed in your sweet bosom

 I drift, slow, to your cool depths

Shimmering coral towers ...

 Surround me like Heaven's spires

     I reach for ropes of sunlight ...

    ...

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ARE YE GOING TO MARRY THAT WITCH OF A DAME - Counterfeiting the CANTICLE by T. Wignesan

(With self-lacerating apologies and scathing penance to that great troubador medieval English poet who longed for his lovely lass during expunging pilgrimages to Scarborough Fair. T. Wignesan)

Are ye going...

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Here's a toast to the ones you leave behind.

To the ones who time carries you past,
spending a while with comrades
until the rivers drag you away.

To the ones who sail their own courses through life,
a far, far cry from your own.
And yet, that cry is always...

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A canticle I think I'll be, 
A rimed thought, hoary and ancient, 
Stinking as the dust heaped up empyreal on the hills of 
The Judean sands;
And as dulled and dimmed as an archaic coin tarnish'd.
This is what I think I might be.
I'd as lief be...

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Canticle to the Wind

This is the place I build my world.
A funny little god, fussing about the raw material
and without a clue about completion.
Beside the insistent calm, questions.
Beside answering, wonderment.

It is well; answers will not do.
It is out of nothing comes wisdom.
Don't look.  See.
It...

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La Fête foraine de Scarborough

    For the anonymous medieval poet

and Simon & Garfunkel - in admiration

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Allez-vous à Scarborough fête foraine ? 
Persil,...

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Every atom and molecule
of me was made by you 
in the cauldron of your womb 
and these five senses of mine
are as much yours to mirror
back your majesty.

For you I assemble the morning
with its chilly wind coming across
the bay, the bloom weighted branches
of magnolia bending...

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This beautiful day of December is yours
we all get together to love and rejoice 
We'll always remember the day you were born 
The angels of heaven are here to adore 
mmmmm          mmmmmmm    ...

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Canticle for Usquebaugh
Have you not heard the fragrant voice of Aberlour,
Soft spoken and gentle to the tongue, quiet oak
And the distant tones of bourbon, orange, and 
Candied peel?
Lazy hills, with tumbling streams and silent
Broadwaters, green meadows and the glint of
Golden, shaking barley, distant to the...

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"Inside thy mind hides thine canticle,"
Says the gifted for the chiromanticle.

He read my palms with sturdy eyes,
And said "Boy, there's another in thy mind."

"A voice" he said that "sings you to sleep,
And makes you feel that you must weep.

For the other in you wants you...

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Why am I so fulfilled with love's grandeur?
        Tis a question, without a clear answer!
        Far too sane, to hunt for the perfect man.
       ...

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