Wild

Wild



God save me from the curse of domesticating aunts!

King Lear reign undisputed on my domains

Dervish whirl and send tumbleweeds scudding

across my landscape and stir clouds of life itself!

Flail! Wail! Spread my sail! Wild prevail!

Throw open the door and leave curtain peeping

to civilized men, better able to cope with

preserving fear that itself kills at the end!

Let me die thrust through by life’s steel

and let others die of staph infections bestowed where

swords graze left them wide eyed at the end in fear

of the realization of what they missed.



© 6/13/00 Bart Breen

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another result of reading Robert Bly's "Iron John"

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I'll have to read it truly to

I'll have to read it truly to understand this great poem