Monday, August 16, 2010

Sonnet XIII "Desperation"

Companions bolt on Worldfel Eve
While bleeding storms wage war above,
And fiends of envy rise to reave
The hollow shades of yesterlove.
Come! Now while dawning light is yet
A lingering at vision's edge,
While all about the Once forget,
Come leap and fly from off the ledge
Of pitiful humanity-
It's muddied hopes and broken dreams
The shattered corpse of vanity-
To where the shine of savior gleams.
And if 'tis true the last ray died
Then of the lot but we two tried.

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