Where the lions cry,not roar..

Where the lions cry,not roar..

A Poem by Lady Lazarus.
"

the new times. inspired by the three lions at the hamilton mausoleum...

"

 Smile

 to hide

 what cant be lost

Galanthus heads hang in the frost

A future

 not meant for one

Given to a fellow son

Tell yourself that things are 

fine

 foolish whispers,

half true rhythms



 These were the new times,

subtlety not there

 chance for purpose,

beware 

beware

Seeping slowly 

through,

you must

 invite

Take the reminants 

and please ignite.

 The menagerie splinters the path of direction

someone for once 

who didn't see their

 reflection



Drizzle 

encounters bitter expressions

Wait to fail again

 ignore the lesson

 so

 I gave what I could yield

 Boudicca beneath her shield…

So...

so

 I can tell myself I was surprised

Oh I was surprised…



 Freedom 

of my own doing

A quiet way to go

A future

 once feared daily

A gentle way to know

In a familiar situation

Been here once

 before

Thought I’d escape this place

Where the lions cry..not roar....

 

© 2010 Lady Lazarus.


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Interesting, I'll have to read over again this poem as well to see how many different meanings can I get. Very well done, excellent writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I adore the last stanza

Posted 13 Years Ago


Beautiful, sad, haunting, your choice of words apt, I really liked it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


wow, that was great!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I like this alot..the double use of the word ''So..so'' with the lowercase 's' really to me emphasized what your trieing to get across,that slow,slow descend..into a place that was once all too familiar. But,I liked..very atmospheric.
Good write x

Posted 14 Years Ago


Loving your style Lady L, this is awesome work!
Glad I got to have it tonight

Very well done!
Antonio

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Lady Lazarus.
Lady Lazarus.

glasgow, United Kingdom



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'...And I picked on the whims of a thousand or more Still pursuing the path that's been buried for years All the dead wood from jungles and cities on fire Can't replace or relate, can't release or .. more..

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