White Mitre
(Inspired by the film "Ladyhawke")
Eleven hundred
and counting,
white mitre,
be still.
Go to the valley
where the green
grass grows,
and learn to play your
pipes.
Intriguing your way
around corridors,
you have no life,
and not the courage to
say so.
So do what
you will,
only now leave
me in peace.
copyright Monika Roleff 2005.
2 Comments:
Deliciously assertive Monika. Bravo!
Thank you, exactly what I expected to hear!
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