Sate The Owl Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Sate The Owl
Sate the owl
Wondering in her empery:
The empery of the Vacant
And it was silent
It was a way of after-thought
Its face looked white
Though
Dawn was far away
And
Deep the dancing:
Brimful of
Candid stones
That glimmered with
The eyes of night-dews
In the forested
Night.
Sate the owl
Wondering in her empery:
The empery of the Vacant
And it was silent
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: celebration,death,drink,emotion,energy,face,food,life,moment,nature
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