Fredrick St. Claire


Victory! - Poem by Fredrick St. Claire

I'd been thinking
it would tear me
but the good news is
the wound's not lethal;
sword lilies bloom
on dug graves and
I'm writing the date
on all the stones today;

The time has come,
giving eternal hope,
the ruling beast
is leaving my soul,
a tame leopard…
the main memory:
can time so bring
us a dance still;

You honey-fragrant lady:
a lovely tiara,
or chrysanthemum
lying on my urn:
I would be so happy
to hold your hands;
kiss me again:
My lost fair Johanna!

(This poem is a translation of my original hungarian) .

Topic(s) of this poem: hope, love


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 1, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 9, 2016


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