Too Far
There are those poems repeal themselves
When muses from afar
Sudden step from darkened wells
Or shimmer from a star
Their silent voice is captured
By fancy’s willing ear
Unto their thought enraptured
The poet subtly steers
The pen is poised for action
Prepared to ledger down
The essence of the fashion
– Waiting to astound!
And then a sudden blank, it seems
Falls soft before our eyes
A curtain falls before the gleam
We gaze on empty skies –
Thus – to prove us quite mistaken
The bashful thing retires
As if it – too – with us was taken
Too far for its desires
Copyright © John Oldham | Year Posted 2023
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