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Pleached Quadrille

 

Pleaching poems, braiding verse
A poet goes from bad to worse!
Two or three - by George, there's four!
Kick her, quickly, out the door!

Let's pleach!


Night of my noon of my morning,
See a generous storm of the moon-
Where the river flows soft in the valley,
Come to me, love, to me, soon!

Eve of my midnight and dark day,
And rainbows arch under the stars-
Where the mountains are kissing the bright sky
Be thou as Venus to Mars.

Lightning to smile through the thunder!
Hear a song in the sweetness of snow;
Oh there grows the tree of the Summer
Would'st thou love? To the past must thou go!

In the spark of the autumnal leafway,
Or the creaking of ships and their spars,
Oh under this stone's where I do lie;
Thy heart shalt not know whence we are.


Once through the mangle,
Time for another tangle -
Pleach!



Morn of my night of my noontide,
See the moon in a generous storm-
Where the valley is soft with the river
Come to me, love, in thy form.

Day of my midnight and sweet eve,
As stars in the rainbow may shine;
Where the sky's kissed by mountains a'dream
As Venus my Mars shalt be thine.

Smile in the thunderous lightning;
Sweetness of snow must you sing,
The tree of the summer is greening-
Love me not? Then of nothing I'm king.

Spark of my autumn to me cleave-
By the spar of the ship you'll be mine,
As I sleep 'neath my stone by the stream,
Unknowing, thy heartlight may shine.


Here we go around again
Uncross your eyes - and feel no pain-

Let's pleach!



Noon of my morn of my darklight;
See the generous moon in its storm-
Where the river flows valleywards softly
Soon to me, love, come reborn!

Midday of eve and of nighttime,
As rain in the starbows caught fast-
With the mountain to sky kisses pressing
As Mars to thy Venus I'm cast.

Lightning through thunder be smiling,
Hear a snowsong a'singing complete-
The Summer tree grows as a monarch;
In no time of the past shalt we meet.

Way of the sparked autumn sunclimb!
In the ship with her spars and her mast;
My sentinel stone sings my blessing-
Thy heart finds completion at last.


Thank you, everyone.
 

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