Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Monday, August 27, 2007

"Ransom"

 Ransom

Cosmic is the clash that held me down

Tectonic flash that struck upon the ground

The reins that held so tightly I was bound

To winsome way I finally had found


Beyond intent of weaving for myself

With tapestry of love put on the shelf

So, thank you for your patience and your guile

I smile yet, once again, at Dazzle's style

Beyond my comprehension, not respect

Your wilding ways, my heart that is bedecked

With crystal spires that sing as they reflect

The passioned ransom song and its effect


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