On the Death of Percy ShelleyA Poem by Duncan BrownHis angelic soul to heaven was drawn From waters deep as his golden song Returning hence to where it was born Remained in fire as his burning flesh Perished in flames at the water’s edge When his sacred heart refused to burn The mourners wept with pouring wine Upon the fire-sweetened soul of verse A poet perished in fire wine and water A transubstantiation from death to life Much reminiscent of that ancient light From darkened fears to heavenly flight Redeemed our souls from endless night With dreams of love and beauty bright Outside the domain of sorrowful strife
In death he sang of liberty love and life. © 2017 Duncan BrownAuthor's Note
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