Bleak BountyA Poem by An Li LeungReplete my soul, my dauntless doom
Stretch the tethers that forge my gloom Bereft puissance, this ocean calms Stirring vigor, the fire swells A drafty mire girds these walls Stolen shadows grow ever tall Golden eyes, speckled black Lustless gems blurred deep with cracks They watch from the walls The lights and shadows grow ever tall This washed-out shore breathes deep once more The firey chasm of churning limbs Burns bright below, the depthless peril Fine wings of bleached lucent feathers Sprout from my spine, fanning smoke into flame But the claws of fire, and molten light Strip my body of dreams of flight And as the pool around me consumes All hope I have falls into gloom © 2016 An Li Leung |
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Added on January 2, 2016 Last Updated on January 2, 2016 Author
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