Poem #008: Crime And Requiem
So doleful
So woeful
So sad!
I stand in sweeping scare,
Clad
In sorry weeds,
Forced to stare
At this murder before my eyes
As my music bleeds
And dies!
The mourner, the crier
The weeper I'll be
I'll raise my moaning higher
My grievous elegy
The dirge is my song
Niobe's my queen
Let all the world lament along
And all creation keen!
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Poem #017, Sonnet #6: I, The Pagan
The world has fallen through, a stunning fall,
And sick humanity cannot arise
But, I the pagan, who has raised a wall,
‘Tween God and me, how can I agonize?
The world is sunken deep in phantom faiths
Pathetic people magnify their fear
But I, the pagan, idolize no wraiths
Of man's crippled conception, foul and queer,
The world is locked in doctrines pitiable
And man is glad in gilded slavery
Yet I, the pagan, ne'er lamentable,
Delight in freedom, bask in blasphemy
Because it's me whom I am keen to laud
Self-worship, and my self my only god!
Beirut
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Poem #065, Sonnet #25: Score
Now is the day, the boundary of July
The close of buoyancy, the end of play
Today my boyhood hums its elegye
To welcome ripeness, Lord! I’m score today.
Score… and the world is now a different place
A sober earth, a sky of gravity
I must inurn my years and wear the face
Of sapience… Ave fair Melancholy!
Score… and the word reechoes everywhere
I see it in the quiet of the thicket
I sense it in the stillness of the air
I feel it in the torpor of my spirit
Score… and my soul surrenders to the truth
I’m twenty now, farewell sweet days of youth!
Blaouza
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Poem #084, Sonnet #36: “I am The Grieving Mother, Unconsoled.”
Mother, what anguish has befallen thee
What burning sighs, what sorrows manifold
Engulf your spirit, Oh what pain untold
Gnaws at your very marrow, misery!
Seeing your son tormented on a tree
At Death’s command, a horror to behold
King brought to shame, upon the Cross installed
Weary and wounded, laid to mockery…
O Mother, I will raise the elegy
For him who died to save His faithful fold,
The loving Shepherd, who for us was palled
Within the darkness of the cemetery
Ay! Mother, come, we’ll mourn in harmony:
“I am the grieving mother, unconsoled.”
Adelaide
March 29th 1991
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Poem #031, Sonnet #12: Je-June?
Now that the morbid days of May are spent-
With no bloom noted, no recovery-
June sets in, and he’s truly vehement
To keep it up: the tragic travesty.
Now does he promise that he’ll make amends,
And flaunts his numbers, warranting some joy,
But how my sickened spirit comprehends
His baleful bearing, his pernicious ploy.
Thus, knowing that his courses are jejune
I challenge him to generosity
Demanding that he grants a rural boon:
My friends, the Valley, Nature… Deity!
Hence giving, I will laud his affluence,
Or else… farewell him with malevolence!
Beirut
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Poem #089, Sonnet #41: Fatum
‘Tis true! Those were the happy times my friend
The golden age… and that the treasured glory
Ere dauntless Doom decreed th’unduly end
And swathed in endless hush the tender story.
Ay! True! That was the comfort, now bygone
And them sweet elfin days, now but a vision
That was the joy before it was undone
Ere Fortune smote and markèd out division
Those were the tuneful twinklings friend and lo!
The music’s now a muffled elegy…
Those were the easy moments; long ago
Before the bitter blow of Destiny
That was mere Heaven friend… but fate required
That was the life and now it is expired.
Adelaide
October 20th 1991
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Poem #006, Sonnet #1: On A Serpent
Farewell to you, my summer love, farewell!
Adieu, so long, ye joyous fleeting dream
I hope this rueful ending won't impel
My timid soul to grieve, mine eyes to stream.
Should I forget you now, should I dispel
The thought of you? And place in quiescence
The blazing heart, should I my feelings quell?
And what can quench my heart's incandescence?
Nay love, I can't forget your glitt'ring eyes
I cannot wash away the pain and cheer
I can't erase those looks, them little lies
The cruel and happy times, the moments dear
Nay gem! You are an everlasting smart
A gaping wound inside my bleeding heart!
Blaouza
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