In Love Be Fool
In Love Be Fool
Come round the burn fast and last
Up to my florid flight
Be guile with buoyant span in hand
To quite so dormant the jostle
In Love be fool a cunning treat
To vie in blaze deceit
Be fool in love so ruddy so dove
Exist in still defeat
By
Veronica Culpepper-Bruce
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Emerge Me in Grace | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| Repudiate | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| In Love Be Fool | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| Desire! | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
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