O' sweetest love,
I shall drown thee
in th' rain-swollen brook
where ne'er a
budding flower be
- alas! summer's eve
does naught but requite
sweet prayer -
caroling birds perch'd
atop blacken'd
deaden'd trees
essay silence for
soft be Death's
footsteps o'er
grass-y meadow.
Rabbit-footèd - flee!
He comes, hasten'd
by mine decree:
for thine
fraudulent love,
I shall bury thee atop
th' most frigid o'
moutain-tops,
an' ne'er shall I want
thee (disturb'd by
insect greed) - stiff-body'd
beneath mine sheets.
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Pushin' Up Daisies
PoetryA collection of pêle-mêle poetry that have been compiled from various emotional states and thoughts. It may be depressing, odd, horrifying, whimsical or joyful but it is all up to the reader to determine whether it is worth reading. Unlike it's cou...
