Captain Cur

Rookie - 352 Points (England)

Spectral Verses, X, Flames To The West - Poem by Captain Cur

Soul! Fly high your flames to the West!
Hence spoke the fiery eves request
twilight glints and the sun protests
folding back her sails.
Soul! Fly high your dreams to the East!
Arise to lights unending reach
full moon is hung in dawn’s retreat
moonlight shyly pales.

Dress! Touch your midnight scented bride
that plays and shifts in shadow hides
from new to full her bridesmaids cry
bouquets tossed to earth.
Upon the firmaments divide
they raise their spinster tearing eyes
upward reaching knead sea and sky
bastions of their birth.

Awake! Awake! The pastures’ swell
with tall green grasses, verdant dells,
the misty mountain casting spells
life reclaims the land.
The yard birds sing their yearning song
to svelte wildflowers and dewy corn
upon the hill the tower’s dong
church belled steeples stand.

The joyful singing of the choir
tuneful chords of love’s desire
embodiments eternal fire
poles the compass bares.
From North to South the magnet points
directing lives, approves, appoints,
in life and death reflects, anoints
passions that we share.

The church bell softly tolling now,
the death of death has been avowed
replanted by the tillers plow
spring buds in my view.
Get up! Get up! Your spirits free
drink gypsy wine and dance with glee
dispersed within the liquid sea
life begins anew.

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Comments about Spectral Verses, X, Flames To The West by Captain Cur

  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (5/16/2013 6:53:00 AM)

    A magnificent climax to the series. Whatever one's beliefs, it's a glorious image! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013


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