al moye Poems

THE CRUSADER

Ringing Bells
The bells they’re ringing
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BEASTLY ME
I walked over the hills
I flew over the vales
Till I came to my place
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WHEN I’M AWAY
When I’m away
Having travelled awhile
My home a place yonder
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HER TRAIL
I followed her foot trail
I followed her ghost tail
Through the dark misty hill
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THE PRIE-DIEU
I walked in weathers so stale
I walked in paths full of dread
My world heavy with a chill
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TO LOLITA
Oh, that I were above
In the heavenly factory above
To view him create
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THE CITIZEN
Yesterday a sunbird you listen sing
Her song a melody that sink
To rinse your heart
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AH, GENTLE MAIDEN
Ah, gentle maiden, who made you?
So gentle and beautiful too
Eyes the shape of golden almond
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