Fate McFate Poems

My banner was with no oil
the ointment alter had rusted
of the dripping tears.
In sack clothes, I lamented
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The venom of her eyes
veered my perception of royalty.
A jargon of the pessimists
couldn't catastrophe the beauty.
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As my stars embalmed its coruscance
in exhuberance high above;
and though am not an equivocal fellow,
my naive hidebound purity thinks,
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She's one of our kind,
daddy understand,
from the stubs of her blood,
my kind is fully defined!
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Just late yesternight, as i gained sight,
i felt ma'am looking at me,
and said, 'go, son go.'
jollyly she sighed, 'that's my son'
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They says
love ain't a garden of rosses.
They says,
love ain't a bed of rosses.
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Be true as my love song.
That refrains that love is true.
It lights a light at my tunnel end
erase my worries
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By the flooded meadow flummoxed,
on the naked eyes a noon dusk ecdising.
Looking, i looked. Clearly seeing nothing!
Such had been an unfair treat
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Is that the sun shining or you?
Such glamor hid its awe from me
that my world rested in dark till now.
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I still watch from the shore;
the tides haven't fully swept your prints.
I long to see your encroaching mast coming,
you ain't gone from my mind.
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