Dusk Speaks

17 Feb 2006

Dawn
It's not unusual for all of us to have a darker side to ourselves. It was not I who wrote this poem, but my darker side -- I call her Dusk.

Dusk Speaks

You will not win a heart like mine
That holds itself as true and straight
Nor could our spirits intertwine
I waste no passion on love's debate
Don't make it rise to only hate

You cannot own a single strand
Of fibres cloaking "her" from sight
Easier to count the grains of sand
On the shore beneath a moonless night
Don't ever expect to win this fight

You could not make a slave of one
Who chooses darkness for a friend
And walks beneath no warm, bright sun
Upon this knowledge I depend
I know my start, my middle, my end

Don't waste a single second more
On thoughts of taming my wilder side
That which appears as strange allure
Is nothing deliberate I provide
Persistence now could only divide

You make one more outrageous claim
Which causes me now to use the pen
You think to rob me of my name
And wonder why I despise all men
Who steal from us again and again

Well, heed my warning; mark it read 
As long as I am needed by she
Who chooses me to walk in her stead
When she is wounded emotionally
Then Dusk is who her guardian be

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Passion

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Dawn

Started writing poems at age 14, lyrics a lot later and am still doing both to my astonishment. Along the way I wrote a couple of novels and they are published by Amazon. I am gloriously happy in my marriage, after 50 years and I am relieved to say...

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