eve of the war
franny and pip
sitting in a tree
kay eye ess ess eye en jee
the children are mocking two
who toy with mysteries
in shadow and in light
the day saffrons into darkness
the darkness into night
and the night prophesies
a thousand sunsets in the desert
my last hope
caught in the downflow
of starlight into sky
only this
frances and philip
and their kiss
sitting in a tree
kay eye ess ess eye en jee
the children are mocking two
who toy with mysteries
in shadow and in light
the day saffrons into darkness
the darkness into night
and the night prophesies
a thousand sunsets in the desert
my last hope
caught in the downflow
of starlight into sky
only this
frances and philip
and their kiss
posted by heelers | 5:12 AM
5 Comments:
You saying there's going to be war Heelers?
Avid Fan
Except by the grace of God, the Islamic Republic of Iran will create conflagration in the middle east and beyond within six months.
James
The joy of poetry is that it appeals on so many different levels.I always thought that the war mentioned in this title was an oblique reference to tne (slightly) choleric nature of my personality. After 14 years of conubial bliss it has been well tempered.The original was published on our Wedding Mass booklet(without the permission of the author if I recall correctly).Thanks for the memory James From the woman who could be known as Mrs. Cummins.....
I thought it was about me.
Mahmoud Ahamdinejad.
Frances/Mahmoud,
You're both right.
J
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