Pant Poem by Chris Whittle
Pant
PANT
PANT WE TODAY FOR 'MORROWS' HEART MEAD
PLANT WE TODAY OUR SORROWS TART SEED
UNSEASONED WINE SUP WE O' GRIEFS' NIP
UNREASONED VINE UP WE, FRO' LIFES' PIP
LIKE BOYS AND GIRLS PLAY IN DERTHS' GARDEN
LIKE TOYS AND TWIRLS 'WAY SPINS EARTHS' PARDON
THOUGH OFT OUR SOIL FELL ALTERED BEARS NOUGHT
'LO SOFT, OUR TOIL WELL SALTED TEARS WROUGHT
Monday, July 5, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: play,tears,toys,sorrows,seed,girls,garden
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