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A song at first light A song at first lightA song at first light by ~GILewis
We walked the same line, you and I,
the golden shore, the dusty track,
the bush ruts – we never looked back,
with our footfalls in flawless time.
It seemed like suddenly you said, "I'll go on ahead",
a whispered rule, so I'll rove on
and see you there, when the day is long,
and where the shadows overhang.
Now and then I catch sight of you
turning the corner, cresting the rise,
but I get to wondering "should I trust my eyes
in the midday waving heat?"
I yearn to bleach my boots clean, pondering all the while,
if first light is last light in the dawn bir
The Conquest The ConquestThe Conquest by ~GILewis
We didn't know when the conquest had begun,
the horsemen rode in and laid waste your cells
before defences were raised and weapons could
leap to hand; the generals were sitting in the sun.
There was no lull, no armistice.
Just the steady march forward in ranks
of thousands, the indomitable army
with ears deaf to calls for justice.
The matchless marauders with dead eyes
of cold fish, blind to hope, riding down dreams,
torching the parchment of your history
and blazing news for which we are not yet wise.
The generals consult and their thoughts relate,
that resistance is use
The Leavings The LeavingsThe Leavings by ~GILewis
Our pacing days galloping in to years
turn now, and now our memories yellow,
break photo frames and scratch clean surfaces.
What will become of the leavings?
Years turning generations,
Christmas decorations are sooner erected
and sooner taken down,
tinsel dusted in the autumn cleaning.
Leaving in our wake –
weight loss obsessions, shiny collectables,
careers endured with holidays on the coast,
and life under the regime of the heart.
Lovers, teeth and birthdays recede,
and all that is left is Christmas tinsel
raining down somewhere,
as the leavings take flight.
~mctrent
Mar 22, 2008
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