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Ostensibly a Valentine’s Day poem

As I journey into appreciating more poetry, I had to decide how best the use the little time I have for it. I would like to talk about it, but writing it is the more fun option to focus on and I haven’t really sat down to do that since I was in grade school.

Also, it is apparently a holiday today, so I’m going to say this was something special for that.

Shoutout to

Kimberly Charest

,

B.B. Inglis

, and

Andrew White

for suggesting some poetry for me to read. I’m working my way through those. If the piece to follow is good, you can take credit!

If not… We’ll just say I haven’t read enough of your recommendations yet!

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An amber shred
    of heaven’s veil
Twirled to fancied whims unseen
To reach, to take,
    a doomed avail
The gifts to keep,
    has freely been,

Given in
    its radiance

Enlight our homes
Nourish with tendered meal
Let it fill,
    let it guide
The beauty of this life we’ll find

Turn the chariot’s wheel
Stud the night with jewels
Tame, control,
    and harness, we,
And soon to heaven’s heights we’ll see

Yet our eyes
    so ever wander
From the charge
    we are to tend
For strangers passed
    there in the shadow
And like starving beasts...

We chase

For luck
    we pluck
Strand of the veil
As we race
    we feel its heat

Mounting
Great
Pushing on

Compelling
Engulfing
Consuming

It hungers more,
    and then it finds
Our hidden parts
    on which to dine
It beacons each
    for all to see
Branding deep
    indignity

Our passions run out
Our scars now cool
We read the wisdom
    etched in each

Humbly recede
Our posts to tend
You,
    perhaps,
        learn joy again

When is left
    no more than embers
Sheltered in
    their nest of ash
Too late,
    we’ll think,
        to take it in
And with its warmth, bear the last

Our hands are cold
Our joints unmoving
Longing we gaze
    A winking glow

No parting kiss
The last speck dims


Silence burns...
    its form we never knew

When we reach what lies beyond,

Will its form
    be new there too?

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