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The wedding dance
Contributed by
iodinelove
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Monday, 6th February 2006 @ 07:10:54 PM in AEST
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Before the throes of lilies white
and stolen breasts,
a forest grows blanch and bright
beneath the sweet, sweet kiss of night,
and leaves upon every leaf, a silver key, a silver light,
to which the hunting owl takes flight
over the open fields.
It is the wedding dance we weep,
as the lilies torn and ragged forms
are washed from us into the blackest steep
of death, and rides from there to the great golden keep
of heavens lost reward.
Over the mountain's cold and snowy peak
where lilies lay her love to rest,
let no heart of no man seek,
against the strength and strong will of shadows meek
resolve, the capacity of her love.
And for her forever, we will dance the wedding dance
before the summer's forge begins;
And for her forever, we will spread the lilies lance
to pierce the heavens dead renewal.
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iodinelove
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Re: The wedding dance
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by shelby on
Monday, 6th February 2006 @ 09:01:07 PM AEST
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Delightful to read. I loved the meter, I cannot make things bounce and flow and carry the reader along like you have done here. This is a beautiful poem and if you struggled with it I dont see it.
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