Thursday, June 12, 2008

Black Gallows Moan

As snow does to a fire through splendid cities white Ophelia floats;
Her sweet madness the devil's paladins;
Like dragonflies threading the bark of the boughs.

On the blue summer evenings the shivering willows
Would dust with fine gold, the flowers that you picked.
In a slumbering alder hemmed in by chimaeras
From violet forests where the stars are sleeping.

The black gallows moan; i shall let the wind
Embroidered with black moss weep on her shoulder
Of an eternal voice and endless.

The rivers let me sail; i have seen maelstroms eternal
Devouring the green azures where gleams the daylight.
Backwards into sleep, i hung there

Poem created using this site.


  1. Yey! I love that site... I use it while teaching poetry to my students a lot. It taps into their love of everything computer and makes poetry less scary to them. Here's my poem this morning:

    And on the horizon i shall let the wind

    In a dream I shall feel lovely outstretched feet among the foliage;
    the river murmurs floats very slowly;
    on the water! for more than a thousand years!

    Contained in the vast ether the shivering willows.
    - green casket flecked with gold, the star has wept rose-colour.
    On his golden chariot dropping pollen like commas.
    - from violet forests: where the stars are sleeping.

    And on the horizon, i shall let the wind
    into the deep ocean with soft little shivers
    of an eternal voice river water;

    As I was floating down, in the long violet coagulations,
    of the sea star-infused and and of singing phosphorus
    backwards into sleep, down into abysses

    by Me & Arthur Rimbaud

  2. *sighs happily*

    Those were both gorgeous!



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