Two Poems by Gangleri


“The Words to Speak at Night”

I fear it’s now a common blight
To hide our face behind our words
And to the world be only known
By everything we haven’t shown

We laugh at how few seeds we’ve sown
For surely we are always right
As we are all the mockingbirds
Who denigrate those flocking herds

But some of us, I hope, are spurred
To leave that bitter trend alone
To leave the laughter for the light
But find the words to speak at night


I hear it now, with guiled ears
The calling of my darkest fears
Setting now, December sun
When all was said, and nothing done

I feel it now, in weary bones
My reckless ways, the Earth condones
What will still be said of me
When I am gone for Innisfree?

I see it now, with opened eyes
The bitter wind and darkened skies
The final path, the final bow
And nothing left beyond the prow

I know it now, in dauntless mind
Until this moment, I was blind
It will not matter what we’re worth
For soon we’ll sleep in languid earth