.
False claims and promises like lint and digital type
line pauper graves,
Line by line in carelessly planned disordered rows
I speak your name as though deep asleep
I know the company of shame too much to keep
Returning once again to what never should have been
To leave the empty self and shell
My stars into your wishing well,
I know you know I have been told
The die is cast with lead and gold,
Now the sky has broken for my will
Has dreamed for you and is dreaming still
For one who leapt to catch a place on Heaven's wall
May only pray now someone kind to break the fall,
Falling far and falling through
All the known I never knew,
In an evening dry and cold
To lie at last in lead and gold...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-01-23 at 21:06
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Lead And Gold
The die is cast with lead and goldFalse claims and promises like lint and digital type
line pauper graves,
Line by line in carelessly planned disordered rows
I speak your name as though deep asleep
I know the company of shame too much to keep
Returning once again to what never should have been
To leave the empty self and shell
My stars into your wishing well,
I know you know I have been told
The die is cast with lead and gold,
Now the sky has broken for my will
Has dreamed for you and is dreaming still
For one who leapt to catch a place on Heaven's wall
May only pray now someone kind to break the fall,
Falling far and falling through
All the known I never knew,
In an evening dry and cold
To lie at last in lead and gold...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 531 times
Written on 2013-01-23 at 21:06
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