Sunday, January 04, 2009

A Poem Re-Draft and Three New Poem Drafts

The first is the re-draft.

Blue

I had a dream of Midas once,
where I touched and all was gold;
but then I went and woke myself
and shivered in the cold.

Everywhere I've been, I've been in trouble,
everywhere I go, it's just the same;
everything I do just ends in heartache;
everywhere I am, I'm still to blame.


I have an angel on my shoulder,
but he's not the trusty kind;
he's apt to up and leave me
when I get into a bind.

Everywhere I've been, I've been in trouble,
everywhere I go, it's just the same;
everything I do just ends in heartache;
everywhere I am, I'm still to blame.


I had a conscience once,
but it left me to my sin;
it went out to 'buy some cigarettes'
but never came back again.

Everywhere I've been, I've been in trouble,
everywhere I go, it's just the same;
everything I do just ends in heartache;
everywhere I am, I'm still to blame.


Thinking of You

In the miasma of my thought
I sometimes forget to think of you
And have to begin my thoughts anew
To think of you as I ought.

Under heavy burden of the care
That my imagination draws
I must calm my mind and pause
To remember that you are there.

Blessed God, Though I Should Die

Blessed God, though I should die,
I shall not weep nor tear my eye
If only you remember me;
And in the darkness of the night
When you are hidden from my sight
You whisper then to strengthen me.
When illness comes, this fool to slay,
In your arms I wait and pray,
From all these mortal chains set free;
When sudden evil like lightning falls
Or glory fades and fire palls,
Your love, and death, will make me free.

Unicorn

Make me, my Lady, a unicorn,
leaping out from primal morn,
auroral glory on my head,
and bind me with a girdle of sky
when I am to your beauty led
and I lay my head in your lap
to die.