02-09-2021, 06:11 AM
Happy VD
“What fools these Human’s be”
when in love, yes I see,
but, the larger truth,
what greater fools when not,
spirits twisted and souls rot!
How pompous, vain
and condescending;
only through Love’s sufferance
might this wound be mending.
Yet they hide when seeing
healing descending
until by Valentine’s pox laid low
with a shot from Eros’ bow!
Oh, oh, OH!
It is madness, is it not?
It’s been so long that I’d forgot,
I hope it fades away…
Still, only does the grave
fools
from the foolish save!
Still...not all is sadness and sorrow,
for I shall be a grave fool on the morrow,
if I might a line from Mercutio borrow.
Till then, anon,
for I am gone and done,
my bugled sword in baldric hung!
©2011-2021 erthona
“What fools these Human’s be”
when in love, yes I see,
but, the larger truth,
what greater fools when not,
spirits twisted and souls rot!
How pompous, vain
and condescending;
only through Love’s sufferance
might this wound be mending.
Yet they hide when seeing
healing descending
until by Valentine’s pox laid low
with a shot from Eros’ bow!
Oh, oh, OH!
It is madness, is it not?
It’s been so long that I’d forgot,
I hope it fades away…
Still, only does the grave
fools
from the foolish save!
Still...not all is sadness and sorrow,
for I shall be a grave fool on the morrow,
if I might a line from Mercutio borrow.
Till then, anon,
for I am gone and done,
my bugled sword in baldric hung!
©2011-2021 erthona
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.