Christopher Withers

Do Not - Poem by Christopher Withers

Do not

Be frightened of the 'life',
The path which leads through shadows reach -
The unfamiliar at our back,
With twining claws which grasp and reach.

To scatter back to our old home,
To settle in a mire of dreams,
And thoughts and laughs
Of memories past,
Avoidant of the unperceived.

Set forth anew, and claim the right
To live and love and
Clasp the light, to scan the morrow
With fresh eyes,
To stake a claim, to sow, to rise.

Topic(s) of this poem: poem, poetry

Poet's Notes about The Poem

An unrevised poem which sprang forth after reading Thomas' 'Do not go gentle into that good night.'

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 17, 2015

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