Owain Glyn Poems

I think I've lost poor Whumplethump

I had him yesterday,
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Inside my head
The wheels are turning.
Not madly, not furiously,
Like the wheel of chance,
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I sit here in the fading light
Alone.
I'm still, although my weakened, wasted frame
Occasionally dances with the cold.
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I left my life with you, do you remember?
That hollow day of sharpened rain and even sharper words.
Each step I took away from you, each leaden pace, defeated me.
Your voice, once soft and lyrical, now cold and forged from steel.
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If I had time,
I'd go to Church,
And hear the Litany,
That says if I,
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When you first put your arms around me,
I could feel the warmth of you.
I could trace the beat of your heart.
When your lips brushed mine,
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I see the love shine in your eyes
It's only then, I realize,
You make the dark clouds all recede,
You fill my each, and every need.
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When you place your hand, in mine
I lose all sense
Of space
And time.
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When I taste the bitter kiss of death
Whose touch will close these sightless eyes.
Will you rise?
Head bent with heavy sorrow?
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'Come on, ' I said, 'I need your help'
'We're going to the shed, '
'We've got to put the tent up'
'Then we'll go and get your bed.'
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