Some blank verse I wrote a while ago as an emotional release.

Damn fate, damn fate, cast not your cloak o’er my

Crown of holy light! Begone you foul beast!

Yea, love’s glory seemed to end my long night,

But, oh, the shadows of the souls of men

Could not be so quench’ed without a fight.

The best poetry of Jonson is laid

In fate’s graveyard with the jewel of my love.

Damn all the powers of heaven and hell,

For cursed be they who dare to stay my hand

And end so soon the sweetness of this dawn.

-Michael Sweeney


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