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Subject: Poem

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tcn

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Date Posted: 01:13:27 01/15/08 Tue

"It is only those who have never known love, who think they do not need
it...And it is only the foolish among us, who think they can survive without
it." -RBN

In loving memory of RBN

Quick Death Take Me! by TCN

I

In the solitude of the sea
white winds bid a warm depart,
the desperate flapping of wings
fervid with zeal, compelling air
with power, intimidating ordinary
men raw, snatched one last gust
with breathless abandon;winged-clipt
sea gull, silent seasons steal the moon
in the casement of Orion's glittering
form.I loved you well, where you once
dwelt tender upon our journey, your
forever yours, my forever mine, all
that our souls contain.

II

In those last days, you were the poet
the romantic chanticleer who brought
down for me a waning, brilliant orange
sun that shone away social thirst I once
had felt from earliest days, evaporating
my fear indicating "There is no danger here."
I followed your glance
so tender and dear, taking my chances with ease.
A promise of love slipped from tethered wanting
to a sea of joy and fulfillment.
Together we hovered along prolonging
a moment in history,
praying time would simply make it stop for us.

III

But Time's enchantments ceased and through a
gateway She betook you.To hell with blasphemy!
Why would thou give the gift of life and love
only to take it away?!
Cruelty is thy name!
Time is thirty seven, his rocky domain!
I stand here in the rain
smite upon Her Runic stone, at a lonely cross
where bye-roads meet
red faced with anger among a multitude of headstone
grass, facing the tidings that hath slain the day
and praying with persistance and sorrow
to have quick death take me!

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