Pasturale Lullabies - Fragments Of Nocturnal Song From A Child's Abandoned Grave
Lullaby One
Remembered gait of young ponies toward
the spring's sweet water
Remembered laughter of the frail daughter there
beside the fields sweet grasses
The daughter, as the water, passes into silence
Lullaby Two
Distant crows sound the morning field beyond pasture
Dew murmurs names upon passing grasses
still, the woods echo
Below
a stream's gash extends
slowly suspires erasing dimensions
of width and depth
Lullaby Three
Blue the waters at a distance
Blue the tails of otters
Blue the eyelids of sleeping beasts
nested beneath the earth
Lamentation Song
Dear one
Dear one
They've mown the hill
The grass remains
The modern scythe and sickle
felled the frailer blades but stained
their metals green with your name
Now the sun alone shines
burns that hewn spot where I first
learned to love your passing
where I watched your leaving
grow wild and lovely,
untamed beside the stream
learned to hear the quiet there
where now a cycle is begun
A new season of your death
is running rampant again to know
the blades of time and men
poem by Warren Falcon
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