Sonnet: A Weeping Poet


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I weep, and as I weep, the poems roll
Forth into words upon the pristine page
Coalescing to a collected whole
Which mirrors my reflection as I age

Driven from post to pillar, and from there
Back to the unforgiving post again
Who can say whether ever, anywhere
Any security of haven I may gain

In face of forces awesome in their might
Clandestine in their darkened energy
My only hope: continue to do right
And trust an angel to look after me

Either successful in her saving grace,
Or otherwise, with tears upon her face

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This poet is so poor that she can’t even pay proper attention. The littlest contribution, believe her, will be vastly appreciated β€”

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