Oh Beautiful For...

I walk alone down lanes time has forgot
and smell the crisp sharp autumn in decay,
the cobbles wet with sullen drizzle gray
the lanterns all a-sputter, barely hot.

My hem drags, listless, on the curb of stone,
my feathers torn and tattered, disarrayed,
recalling what Burns said of schemes best laid
and sore regretting the deaths of my own.

So what to do now that the box is bare
of all but hope? – that amethystine blaze.
Pandora’s weeping drowns the hymn of days
and hangs a short harsh echo in the air.

There is no haven safe enough for me:
the outcast – willful, wild, as yet untamed.
All shrink away as if they might be maimed
or tainted with invisibility.

So walk I shall till midnight’s madness fades
as like an orb of fire the sun awakes.
Avoiding the stern glare his curtain makes
I slip behind whatever shadow shades.

The twilight gods now paint the dying sky.
I watch the frightened scurry to their fires –
so smug, so sheltered, hypocrites and liars.
I breathe the mist of freedom’s final cry.

© 2012 RC deWinter

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Seeking a place of safety in a world gone mad.

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Comments

  • H Maria Perry
    H Maria Perryabout 3 years ago

    I hope you find the refuge you seek. Excellent poem.

  • Many thanks, Helen! All the best to you.

    – RC deWinter

  • Shulie1
    Shulie1about 3 years ago

    My goodness, Gina – this is amazing. I have come to believe there is no place of safety anywhere in this world

  • There isn’t anymore.

    – RC deWinter

  • Teresa Dominici
    Teresa Dominiciabout 3 years ago

    Well done, beautiful poem Regina.

  • Thank you so much, Teresa.

    – RC deWinter

  • S .
    S .about 3 years ago

    The twilight gods now paint the dying sky.
    I watch the frightened scurry to their fires –
    so smug, so sheltered, hypocrites and liars.
    I breathe the mist of freedom’s final cry.

    amazing writing rc

  • Curtsying in appreciation…

    – RC deWinter

  • Tony Mutton
    Tony Muttonabout 3 years ago

    simply beautiful … tony

  • Thank you, so happy it speaks to you, Tony.

    – RC deWinter

  • devotee1
    devotee1about 2 years ago

    Wonderful imagery and presentation of true soul searching. Great write!

  • Thank you so much, best wishes for the new year to you.

    – RC deWinter

  • Nicla Rossini
    Nicla Rossiniabout 2 years ago


    January 6th 2012 Congratulations! Your work is featured in the group We Sell it FAST!
    Please see your work in the permanent gallery

    Your host,
    Nicla

  • Many thanks, Nicla, happy new year.

    – RC deWinter

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