MacGregor Tagliaferro

Random Reveries - Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

Return and return again, where one ends
Another begins; who's dreamin' who
The beauty and her dark shadows
If one is ardent, the eyes will see,
Loveliness stretched out sensuously
However, different, you like this
It seems that this must be Limbo
At first, and as sacred, we touch,
In rhyme and rhythm and philosophy
That would go to infinity,
And also in passionate madness
But I say well, she made me whole
Her touch and tenderness did the rest,
That hot-blooded flesh an invitation
It means that you can dance again,
It is necessary for la bella vita,
And faith, and removin' doubt
Not so soon in me, she looked,
That adage is one can hardly see,
She left rather than renounce love
When one of those cold winds blow,
You don't always write the right words
Even if you have a thousand nights
Time vows his hand's vengeance
To be blunt, bold and liberal
Over the course of a thousand nights
So then let loose those two sinners
Me, and Mal, that Time gave us,
For our journey, bodies of mortals
And souls paid for in weights of old
Because a heart that has little standin',
Will die soon, if not tenderly treasured
Oh lucky you, that truth and Time,
With scythe and scales in her hand,
Sends you back out of the vastness
Beautiful face and fervent feelins'
That thirst only the adventurous
These reveries swirl in and out,
The mortal enemies of madness
Thus it is to constantly seek sanity,
As the totem continues to spin

© Cowboy Coleridge

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For the Dark Muse November 212 Out West

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 29, 2013

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