Gabriel SimpsonLaw Poems

For honour named are thee as Petrarch’s Muse
Alive to me as she to he once crowned
By royal leaves that marked a king’s renown
That Caesar’s force his empire might effuse
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At once I came awake in darkness knowing
That you were not beside me in the night
The fear within my veins a river flowing
Unstoppable as you might be in flight
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It’s never easy, this losing all you value thing
But you just don’t see it coming in that way
Unguarded we stand as the waves boil down upon us
And shatter every atom in their spray
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If, say at heaven’s gate, you and I should meet anew
Would time accelerate again disappearing from our view?
Would you begin to speak like me and I in turn like you
And dressed alike roam paradise both laughing like we knew
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Hard monument to bloody days
Darkly in the shadows lies
Hidden here from grateful gaze
Of nation she had come to save
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This dolorous wound that festers still, caused me by your thoughtlessness
Given that you might fulfil fate’s destiny with someone else
Is fair reminder to me now and every day that hence I breathe
That should I ever think to love, that love’s own darts remain ensheathed
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Make not light of this condition
It drags you down and I’ve been wishing
That something new would come along
And fill my empty soul
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Strange yet, how we dangle from the slightest shred of hope
Those flimsy gossamer wisps that could not possibly support us
We who love yet are not loved by return
We whose sense deserts us
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Softer now the shadows are as evening steals across the ground
And darkness her oily mantle drapes the distant hills without a sound
Come now, come my own sweet love and walk with me some little time
Spend with me these secret moments, and here on mossy bank recline
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