By Our Will There Springs Poem by R. Absalom Catarata

By Our Will There Springs



by our will
there springs
our fatigue-
able days
an ever work-
man's limb
lays dead
half-spirited
half-spent life
of industry
what's left
by our will
we feel
half-dead
down midnight's moon
and howl-
complain
of our will
by the day
and no one but me
who thanks
my broken limb

Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: howl,thanks
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R. Absalom Catarata

R. Absalom Catarata

Cebu, Philippines
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