Midnight Gondola Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Midnight Gondola



I
Will
Sail
On
A
Silver
In
A
midnight
gondola

there was my Monsignor
a sea of thieves
figures awkward
and
strange
for the sub-conscious
fit

for
in the night
helter-skelter
they gather
and
in
the
night
they swarm
to disappear:
sweet
and
pampered
is
to lose
the
chains
dulce et decorum est

Sunday, January 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: concious
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