Let the order be handed down

Let the order be handed down,
Let the world know
That the traitor, this terror,
Is bound to be bound and burned.

For his crimes of neglect,
For his crime of betrayal,
Friends must forget forgiveness,
Kin can’t console the killer.

Dress him in the finest garb,
Dress him as a martyred hero,
For the finest of flattery
Makes the most morose mockery.

Set a torch under his aching feet.
Set a fire in the hearts of none.
Time won’t tarnish thought
Of fiends freely forgotten.

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A Porcelain Doll

A porcelain doll,
So soft in complexion.
In her confidence
I place my greatest failings.

She doesn’t know
That she is my refuge.

I prefer to listen, though,
To the silence of her
Trials and tribulations.
A peace is found here.

How could a mere man
Craft such a divinity?

Why would I place such faith
In a relic of what should have been?
How can her dark eyes
Force such a devotion?

I ask without rhetoric.
I have found an answer.

Such art must be cherished.

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A note for the love of my youth

So this is something different. I’m sending a copy of my book to a person who holds a very special spot in my heart. I wrote a note on the inside cover, and thought I’d share it, with some modifications to prevent revealing her identity. 

*******,
What has it been? 8 years now? It’s been 8 years since I started loving you, and there’s no end for this affection in the foreseeable future. If I’m Yeats, you’re Gonne. The thing is, though, I know that a we won’t ever be, and I’m alright with that. We’ve grown into two very different people, and I’d be an idiot to think you and I could ever go back to our inability to spend a day without speaking to the other. I’m alright with that. You’ve been one of the most transforming forces of my life, and you’ve helped make me, me. You’ve forced the evolution that created who I am today. A lot of the poems in this book were written for you, and I’ll let you find them. I hope you like the book.

Thank you.
With Love,
Paulie

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It’s been awhile, Book (update)

So, some updates.

I haven’t been posting recently, school has been crazy and writing has been hit or miss. I’ve also been putting a lot of work into publishing my first collection of poetry.

The collection is titled Sins and Serenity, and is a selection of some of my favorite pieces of the last year or two. It’s in the final stages, I’m just waiting to receive my proof copy, after which I will make it available for sale. I will post the information on how to get a copy when it is completed.

I’ll follow this post with a new poem, thank you all for reading!

Paulie