Sacha Hayes O'Grady

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The spider knits its silver web,
In hope to seize a falling star,
While all the while the moon does ebb,
Still gazing at it from afar.
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All mortal creatures pass away
Like shadows of a winter's day;
Those ecstasies that we pursue
Which crimson youth once thought it knew,
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Mere words alone cannot express
The hurt which in me I do feel,
For now I am companionless,
A soul which Nature thought to steal
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Where have you gone. How did those years
Turn now into so many tears.
The small expressions of your face
And eyes which leave no earthly trace.
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I am a ghost among the crowd
Between the living and the dead,
As a shadow or passing cloud
I drift without a home or bed.
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Who profits while the people pay,
Both blood and oil stain the earth,
Peace comes through war, or so they say,
And intermix with equal worth.
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If I should wake up and be old,
I'll lie beneath a willow tree,
To let rememembrances unfold
Of all that I once used to be.
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On Death's dark path, my friend has gone,
That final road we fear to tread,
Confined to dust, a light which shone
How all too brief, for He is dead.
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Beneath the dome of ancient night,
When owls awake, and poets write,
My lover sleeps, the sylvan child,
With flowers that are strange and wild.
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With eyes of anguish, and of pain,
In desperation look on me;
Eyes that blaze from out that pane,
Disturbed in their fragility.
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All earthly life is rearranged,
While the heavens remain unchanged,
Stars rise, though we ourselves expire,
And to soil our souls retire.
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The endless streets are filled with drones,
Chattering on their mobile phones,
Who talk, and yet have naught to say,
Twittering all their lives away,
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As a solitary rose suspended
On the curtain of night, she shines, lit
By the impassioned flames of her keen heart,
With luxurient wings vibrating;
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The constellations keep their time
Like some mad poet lost in rhyme,
Whose thoughts from star to star do fly,
Bright visions which can never die.
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To be remembered for an age,
If as a poet, or a sage,
What atmosphere within my mind,
The dimming day and dusk will find,
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PART I

What are these orbs, pervading night,
So far beyond our natural light,
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While on my walk I saw a rose,
Although it did not notice me,
Whose petals were inclined to pose
As noble as could noble be.
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Give me my winter full of rain,
With frost upon the window pane,
Collecting firewood by day,
Listening to every word you say.
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Amid the awful multitude,
Must I endure every day,
A city without solitude,
Like organisms on our way.
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How cruel this in which we live,
Where humans take more than they give:
For it is now a corporate weed,
On which our politicians feed,
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The Spider Knits Its Silver Web

The spider knits its silver web,
In hope to seize a falling star,
While all the while the moon does ebb,
Still gazing at it from afar.

For yet I think a stronger thread
Do you and I together weave,
How when apart, my spirit’s fled,
Half of my heart, I hate to leave.

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