Saturday, 21 November 2009

A couple dusted off for October

(Sorry they're a little late...)


Melancholia grips

Its favourite stance

When it catches me unawares,


Goes in for the choke hold

Somehow misses,

Snatches only my resolution.

Leaves me a pathetic apathetic

Sole denizen

of this nowhere place.

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~If we hadn't met~

The world would be an inordinately sadder place

If it should have been that we had not met.

Obviously, we'd have known nothing about it,

Gone on with our lives,

Spent them with others who wouldn't have been quite perfect for us,

But, in the event, worked quite well enough.

No, we'd have been pretty much unaware.

But the universe would've felt the loss of what could've been;

House-tumbling tremors at its mournful sighs.

The angels, looking down, would've shaken their heads,

Exchanged pitying glances as they shrugged wings,

Solar eclipse gestures at the foolishness of Man.

Lucky then, in our blissful ignorance,

That we stumbled on each other

And decided to stick it out.

And when we think how, no matter what our hearts' desolation

If we were to ever go our own ways,

It wouldn't be the end of the world,

Maybe, just maybe, we should think again


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