Sojourn

Sojourn

That summer first he came to me,
he pierced me through my soul-
With raven’s eyes, with whispers,
“For Love, I will be bold.”

He left me, then, in Autumn,
before the leaves did rain,
and though I love a thousand more,
I ner will love again.

…………………………………6/30/98

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About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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