Thy pale death, O Day, enchants me not. Thine ending glow, thy downfall casts no shade Of deepest black against thy glow. Uncaught My breath, unstirred my heart. I bade, I wished, I wanted naught but breathless joy. Cold is thy heart to mock me with such lack And falling
Thy sweet golden hair-- How can I bear, Dear Miss? By honor, I swear I cannot forbear Thy kiss. This prince will declare, By kings, lady fair, Insist, Thou art my despair My ruin, my prayer; Remiss To not let me share The future, prepare For this: Ours is the
Oh love, which scatters fear like so much dust, Come in and put the children's minds to rest. No darkness hovers, hungry, filled with lust. No--this is the never-changing best Of light and hope, bursting through the ceilings Now lighting up the night at your behest. Uncovered are
God I think You left me, And I feel lost Like a child whose mom left him at Walmart. You'll come back, apologetic, and say, "I didn't mean To leave you-- Trust me, Please." And Of course, I will since I know it'
What justice comes from teacups Bringing tell-tale mem'ries up To light, unloved and straining 'Gainst guarded hearts complaining? Take up the tomes of freedom The classics, cut from kingdoms, From republics, raw democracies Crossing years of youth that bleed Raw emotion poured from poets Thrust as far