- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Repose
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In spent fields the ravens glean;
we walk and the black waves pull apart.
"The sunset is coming soon,
what I had I gave to you"
I softly laugh.
"And when the stars come out?"
she laughs,
softer still.
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A dream!
And when the stars go out
ravens feed
on sallow flesh
hung on hollow bones
savour the eyes for last.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneover 10 years agoAuthornever bothered to listen to either, and after wasting my time with the Longfellow thing, I just don't feel like bothering here
Anonymousover 10 years agoAnd when the stars come out at night
I dream of holding' you tight/ Kenny Chesney
Fate deals a hand that we all must play. And when the stars go out. The skies have turned to gray. I'm gonna walk on out/The Damned
Tathagataover 16 years agoabout the two " soft" words in the first verse unless, of course, I'm missing something.
"softly laugh / softer still" sounds too " Hallmark" for you.
Second part paints some great images, wide open for interpretation.
For some reason I see a battle field.
Nice work
