Weather

Light as a feather
We danced together
It rained, so we parted
How I hate this weather

Yet ever and anon
Should we bless those
who impose the worst
for it is all at our behest
through ancient debts
to be paid in service
or pain and confusion
and ever to attain bliss
thereby.

“Nevermore” quoth the raven
Silence symbol of doom
There will be peace forsooth
and bliss anon.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Salut E.A.Poe

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Comments (1)

sophiasummer
How cruelly justified
Yet pitiful

Enjoyed
Sophie
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