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Welkin Underwood Poem
Take you no bread nor wine.
Craving will die in time.
For those who endure rime
will know a joy sublime.
Hanging from windswept tree,
know yourself, know your deeds.
Drooping now over scree,
suffer in bitter glee.
Many days without cup.
Many nights without sup.
Riddles and truths unstuck.
Screaming still, take them up.
Cut down from hickory,
rise now in victory.
Feat for the century,
spread now your alary.
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Welkin Underwood Poem
Merry it is while summer lasts
with downing of hop-sips
Trees sway in their earthen cast
Sweets upon lips
Honey from wax combs drips
into the mouths of revelers vast
Sun rays fill hearts fast
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A craft ever afloat
in dark endless doldrums.
The drifting aether-boat,
station of static hum.
Fallout: the lethal moat.
Recov’ry never comes.
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High born stars
hear this rhyme
Make gold Sun
turn cold rime
Ambergris
Sun rays steal
Sew it shut
Bright eye seel
Treading dusk
‘neath sky cold
At ease now
truth be told
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