Grief Thief Of Time Poem by Dylan Thomas

Grief Thief Of Time

Rating: 3.2

Grief thief of time crawls off,
The moon-drawn grave, with the seafaring years,
The knave of pain steals off
The sea-halved faith that blew time to his knees,
The old forget the cries,
Lean time on tide and times the wind stood rough,
Call back the castaways
Riding the sea light on a sunken path,
The old forget the grief,
Hack of the cough, the hanging albatross,
Cast back the bone of youth
And salt-eyed stumble bedward where she lies
Who tossed the high tide in a time of stories
And timelessly lies loving with the thief.

Now Jack my fathers let the time-faced crook,
Death flashing from his sleeve,
With swag of bubbles in a seedy sack
Sneak down the stallion grave,
Bull's-eye the outlaw through a eunuch crack
And free the twin-boxed grief,
No silver whistles chase him down the weeks'
Dayed peaks to day to death,
These stolen bubbles have the bites of snakes
And the undead eye-teeth,
No third eye probe into a rainbow's sex
That bridged the human halves,
All shall remain and on the graveward gulf
Shape with my fathers' thieves.

Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine oit

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Bernard F. Asuncion 08 June 2018

Such a great write by Dylan Thomas??????

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Muzahidul Reza 08 June 2018

the moon-drawn grave, well done by Dylan, one of my favorite poets

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Adrian Flett 08 June 2018

Grief and time the thief, the 'time-faced crook'. 'The old forget the grief' and the cries. But time crawls off.

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Nudershada Cabanes 08 June 2018

Grief steals happiness from life. A great poem.

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Kevin Patrick 09 June 2018

all life is, just stolen moments worth to live for, before the thieve moves in. Thomas was one of the greats, and this one of his best!

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Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 08 June 2018

Old forgotten memories cry and sea has halved the faith below knees of time. Such happenings provoke thought. Death brings sorrow and agony. This shapes memory. We hope peace foe departed soul and offer prayer. This poem has deep feelings of emotion in its context. This is wonderful poem. Life starts from birth and proceeds towards death is truth. Life perceives both joy and grief.

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Susan Williams 08 June 2018

See time for what it really is: - - the thief of life. What is life? Life is but a slide leading to death.

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Robert Murray Smith 08 June 2018

In time there is grief and in grief there is time. Tolling.++10

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Edward Kofi Louis 08 June 2018

Knave of pain! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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