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William Burrow Poem
I left,again,for that place today,
For that spot we once called our own.
The charm,at arrival,had no less been dimmed-
Though the site looked so overgrown.
I felt,again,dismayed by its condition,
Grief tugging the hem of my spirit.
It could,I surmised,be so easily achieved-
To show grief I somehow need fear it.
I smiled,again,as I came to resolve,
I'd consume grief to fuel dreams unchained;
With freedom,hard swept,to blink back my tears-
To check what has left my heart pained.
I stayed,again,perhaps much too long,
'Cause time cannot pass through this gate;
But I,melancholic,knew leaving was apt-
That time impolite will not wait.
I left,again,somewhat better for coming,
A new resolution in mind;
Return,tools in hand,and start tending our place-
Bring back what we once used to find...
Copyright © William Burrow | Year Posted 2006
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William Burrow Poem
I need a quick explanation!
How is it I've ended up here?
Why has Love dashed away and stranded me,
While I hold this mad wolf by the ears?!
How is it that dreams become nightmares?
When does the mutation begin?
Logic could excuse the reason for these queries -
Yet I knock at his door and find he's not in;
And Cupid-his aim-where has it gone,
And how in my cause did he miss?
The pain of his error now weighs on my lips -
Each time I remember her kiss.
So it's must I,alone in my wondering,
Will search on for solace and clues,
Illuminate that on which the darkness has fallen -
Darkness,in all its fine blacks and blues.
I'll spin wistful thoughts 'round my Heart once again -
How I felt when it still was alive.
I pray,Love,that you'll revive my Heart soon -
Bring a close to what Grief has contrived...
Copyright © William Burrow | Year Posted 2006
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