Waxing somber lament.

[Mad_Cabbie]

For one so ardently exalted

In that other ancient world
where did my mirthful chant unfurl
and unto thee my pith disposed
and my pining for thy grace unfroze

Have I foundered in my excursion commenced?
imprisoned by imagined fence?
was I but unreasoned haste
and now my vigor laid to waste?

For if I ponder such doleful anguish
and all my jubilance be vanquished
tis but my woe been given name
and all my frolic burned in flame ~

 

[Mad_Cabbie]

The pillar of forgotten inclination

In my cookhouse
spying leaves
hid behind the cupboard sleeve
I race to toss them on the flame
and speak my lovers sweetest name

Into the dark my spirit rise
upon the glowing lunar tide
I conjure up the goddess nigh
and thus she whispers her reply

I force my shaker to the fire
to fetch my long dismissed desire
and pull back burnt and blackened loss
to hang upon my lovers cross.