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Alexander Porrello

The Winging Words of Wild Youth

The winging words of wild youth,
a song sung she, her voice so soft,
no higher hymn heard he in truth,
than tune she trilled from tower loft.
His highest heart, held fast by grief,
against it strained a soldier’s fears,
and madly mourned amour so brief,
it yearned for love many long years.
From tower tall, where tendril crept,
she saw him sit her song to hear,
and beating heart, in breast it leapt,
yearning for love many long years.
To war he went, no word he spoke.
Her softest heart in twain he broke.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 01, 2014

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  • Adeline Foster (1/30/2014 3:39:00 PM)

    Cute poem. Much seems to be archaic. It reminded me of A.E. Housman and you really will be pleased if you read his - When I Was One-and-Twenty -
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