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FAREWELL TO A LOST LOVE
by Francis Eaden
Tears tremble on the
branches of my mind
dropping to lifeless pools
in the cavern of my soul.
They echo in the emptiness, flat and leaden,
as they fall, into these dark bays,
Counting out the cadence for the unrelenting days.
I travel, day to day, across
a wasteland without end;
A place without your beauty, dearest friend.
How tedious life will be without you,
without your wit and laughter,
to lift me on my wings.
An earthbound creature, never more to fly,
I'll dwell in endless winter,
beneath a joyless sky.
Goodby, sweet love, goodbye,
until I too shall die.
"The angels keep their ancient
Turn but a stone and start a wing!
'Tis ye, 'tis your estranged faces,
That miss the many-splendored thing."
Francis Thompson (1859-1907)
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|Reviewed by Regis Schilken
|Francis, I dread that day. I think about it more and more. Our marriage has lasted 47 years and I hope its ME that goes first.|
|Reviewed by Robert Harrison
|...until i too shall die...where in that heaven above I shall once again see the one I have loved.|
|Reviewed by Flowing Brook
|Heartfelt and magnificent.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Soul reaching in scope. Thank you for sharing this offering, Francis. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Cles Wilson
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|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|glorious for all it's somberness...|
|Reviewed by Alpha Woman
|I'm there with you...through the whole poem.|