In this meantime

we wait to leave

or to remain

o Europe


your shallows and deep wells

Your terrors and your dreams

the dragon's teeth of yesterday

tomorrrow's  harvesting.


your hope

o Albion or

a rope

oiled and greased

to hang on or to slip

into the void.


Flesh feeds on worms

longing for light

we lie in the dark

gleaming like shards

from broken windows.


May the lost sun rise

may the deeps rejoice

may seeing be wise,

hear Europe's voice.

  • Author: standalane (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 13th, 2016 06:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: It is an expression of my despair that so much of the argument seems trivial and selfish , focussing on immediate problems which in a few years may have no bearing on the question of leave or remain. The larger and more permanent issues of climate change, inequality and health all affected by trade, education and financial structures are untouched.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 65
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    WELCOME FRIEND - Thanks for your excellent first poem ELEGY - A lament for Mourning ! An elegantly constructed poem replete with rhyme rhythm and wisdom. I'm 33 so I have another 66 years to live so I agree we must take a long-term view on the UK's membership of the EU and that gives only one sensible way to vote IN ! Och ! vote remain ~ an' ye'll no be alane ~ fer wi'oot doot ~ anly a foo' would vote fer OOT! Thanks for sharing BRIAN.

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