Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 23,533 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

Eat Bread - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I saw a ghost eat bread
and
it was black bread
yet
white shone its beard
venerable
and holy in the moon's light
and
in the trembling light of
receding stars.

aye! the night be beautiful
though
it be one long drama of horror
act on act
scene on scene
climaxing towards end
in bathos
fleeing at the Dawn's fast
light that early
sails and permeates
the first of day.

I saw the grey eyes of a
sullen ghost
Blue were the tears of a
swollen shroud
there
was
a
waltz
and
st rong
Wagnerian
tones
and
notes
Wag nerian
notes

and
and
and tombs they opened
as houses in the morning
they opened in the night under
the stars
below
the curious moon
the aching sighs of Souls
and Inner Souls a-pattering:
aching
sighing
aching
be this the stolid nights
so many night as
in so many centuries
be these?
be these?
I wandered in the cemetery
in thought
yet I lost not
one scene
as scene on scene
scene after scene
they wafted as the wind
into the tunnel whence
any return will they not
all
awhile
three ghosts and shrouds
fight friendly towards
the edge
of night where its eyes
hide
from sight of Dawn

Topic(s) of this poem: birds, death, loneliness, lonely, water


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 20, 2015



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