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Upon Thy Death (An Elizabethan Lament)

Upon Thy Death (An Elizabethan Lament)
By kennethcook on 04/10/2013
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The bright golden sun hath hidden his joyous face
from the hapless world behind bold grey clouds,
and the spring rain which hath wept 'til now
in happy silver showers to green the anxious Earth,
hath turned unto cold black pearls of angry marble;
pelting mine bared head with her furious dark temper.

O mine sweet and only divine angel of light:
Upon thy death did Nature steal from mine frail spirit
all her granted strength, and yea, her very gift of breath
from mine panting, longing, mourning breast,
upon which I beat in mad, defiant counter-rhythm
to that dead organ which I dare haughtily to name "Heart".

For upon thy death did the shimmering stars turn away
their twinkling light, and display to mine weepy eyes
the still, black, icy chill of their hard, ebony backs,
as I shift downward forever mine wet, sad, sallow face
unto the cold brown Earth, wherein thou dost now dwell
deeply below, with the slimy worms as thine eternal companions, and my dead, lost soul as thy silent, solitary lover.

Kenneth Norman Cook

By kennethcook On 4/10/2013 8:42:25 AM

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