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Bad Poetry...

Okay; this is *really* bad, but bear with me. I was blackmailed.

For Keith.


For a soul of nobility,
I would not utter words
of honey
that have no meaning
after convention.

And for a soul of kindness --
I will not flatter.
A man of honour
does not heed or need flattery --
There are shallow truths
and deeper ones,
and swimming deeper waters
was always
more fulfilling.
For us both.

Human.
Human beings do wrong,
but your list was brief,
and I cannot quote.
I can only say
what I knew,
what I saw.
Ambition and gentility
beyond your limbs
and state;
A heart of alloyed gold
plated in steel.
Stubbornness to equal that of a toddler,
but even temper of an elder,
and always willing to temper.

I will not be shallow,
but honest I will do:
You were honest.
I cannot speak for your devotion
as I never saw it,
only felt it, fleetingly,
and it burned
Like boiling water.

There were not many days
for this.
Less than I like.

There were wishes for a world
where nobility still matters
and courage is a rarity,
respected.
These we shared.

I will not flatter.
I would not be flattered, myself.
But of all the tattered angels,
I ever knew,
you were the only one who ever
kissed me on the head.

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thatpalebluedot
Jul. 8th, 2001 12:11 pm (UTC)
Oh my...
Chandri, that was absolutely lovely. Those last few lines just struck me and now they're running over and over in my head.
Wow.

light n' love,
Heatherly
chandri
Jul. 8th, 2001 04:18 pm (UTC)
Re: Oh my...
*beams* Thanks. Glad to know someone liked it. :)
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