Sestina, Traditional Poetry |
I stand before the judgement of my destiny Upon my birth -- the one I vowed: And to share in this existing life In return I was promised mortal love -- Now as Clotho spins the Lachesis' allocated length -- Anthropos and I do the final snap dance. Alone, not in life, with partners I have danced -- Onto the next fox trot -- Aphrodite's destiny: I did not care on our relationship's length, Content that my life contained promised vows -- Blind justice screamed inside of my love, As I danced deeper into Abyss's life. Days are filled with white cultured hues of life: Underneath mythological stars, rainbows dance -- With one-horned white horses I fell in love, Living out my life's curved destiny -- Alone, I'll not live, I cried in vow -- Wondering, even young, of life's length. King Edward Second screams, a hot pole's length Was shoved up his anus for leading a gay life -- Society's ideas I would change, I made the volunteer vow: With princesses -- politicians -- people I have danced To remain poor sharing a compassionate heart -- my destiny -- And through this poverty enriched with love. It was not through sexual but unconditional love; That was seperating and dividing my Psyche's length -- To journal a journeyed journey, my destiny -- To pen as a poet tortured, reality splice of life, And see beautiful days as we waltz life's dance -- I will live life to the lei everyday I vowed. It is not with a mortal I have exchanged marriage vows; And I had no choice but to fall in love -- In sickness and in health we have done our snip dance. My partner is Chronic and my Chaos string's length -- And witnessed, not wasted, the diversity of life, For it's recorded amongst my destiny To my nine muses I vowed, Lachesis' allocated length -- Would be spilled amongst penned love, not a shameful abused life: As Anthropos and I dance the final snip of my destiny Gregg Rowe February 28, 2006 |