Leland D'Elormie Poems

Too much faith makes for too big a rush,
But doubt ruins all with a skeptical flush,
The more one waits, the more one hears,
Of anger, frustration and 5 more years,
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To the beautiful nothing,
Let me expire,
Let me fly from the world,
Let me slip from the wire,
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Slender, sharp and jagged Jill,
Always made Rowena laugh,
Always primed her for the kill,
A chisel for the epitaph,
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How like the vulture is the presence of your shadow?
Circling our small village,
It rests on the innocent huddled in the clapboard hall.
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So many never see,
The you beneath the mask,
Assuming you are fine,
They never stop to ask,
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1 is 1 in every age,
And none is none; apart from 1.

'But what's the difference? ' asks the sage,
'The job's complete and never done.'
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We gather here today at this,
Most holy hour before God's flock,
To join these two in wedded bliss,
This coffin and this cuckoo clock.
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While stumbling through the wooded wild,
Where the carrion waste of the world is piled,
I shortly found a hidden cave,
Which shelter from the wasteland gave,
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In the hoggy, woggy hollows,
Of the clappy, happy frogies,
By the frondy, pondy shallows,
On the soggy, boggy loggies,
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A little girl was walking through the briar,
Where fat new-fallen snowflakes came to rest,
On thorny vines of twisted winter wire,
Where every pear tree was a partridge nest,
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