Thoughts From a Hangman's Noose

O, the villainous plagues of tangled heart.

The infamous cries of love aloof, which

seem well beyond roguish aspirations

of tanner’s son with callused hand and form. 

What narcissus smelt imbued to me the 

vain desire that I should love above my birth. 

What passion dreamed or acted on felt so
true; as when I caught her furtive gaze in mine.
Yet that working waning visage of the
past is gone to me, I am lost to it.

Those sweetened days of autumn’s eve let fall
last breaths, ends call for scattered withered leaves.
And yet in the tumult of changing winds
as seasons turn and rapture of scorned earth
meets veiled mourning cloud sluiced upon us all.
There in darkening of the world haloed to the gloom
there ashen dirtied, perfect lay my love.

  

 No faculties of eyes or ears could see
nor tell prodigious ends from which we’d start.
Yet had I known how bitter taste of parting
 words; passed between would taint my palate so.
Had I been a Delphi child having seen
the unseen, I would alter not what came.
But leave untouched, unchanged till dying breath.

 The breath of death, oh bitter chill it tastes

yet not so bitter or so cold as her,
her look, her kiss, her spite frosted shoulder.
Long lost to me in love and deed she was
to maladies of heart and soul long gone.

 

Undone, unwed, unfelt she said. Yet I

long past the wish for stoic grace held true.

Until she turned to spit at me those gibes, 

and said I love another man, not you. 

Unplanned, unknown, uncalled. Anger there; in 

my heart let loose unto her dainty form. 

Upon her visage tattered, bruised I wept. 

Until the morn when sun brought chains and oaths

and boots with kicks and batons blows to me.

spurred on by raptures cries of crowds, held warm

by flaxen sack held close upon my face; 

of rope around my neck I am relieved. 

Earth falls as I into the darkling void. 

O villainous I, tangled love aloof

who knows in death bitterness of its truth

Reviews

[Nadi]

I am in love with the feeling of this poem. You've captured the old language and there is a beautiful use of words throughout the piece.
It carries so much emotion, a fantastic piece of work in all.