Coda (Revisited, 7th February 2016)

I think I know
my embrace finale–
the last notes of my symphony–
resolution to the culmination– not
as a romantic– nor modernist–
whose curtains fell for synonym
painted movements beyond their veils–
no public epilogue for this poet– but
as human as the tears that fall between the lilies
of runaway dreams– scythe and cipher–
sharpened and glistening– singing for me–
and when it comes– I will stand my ground
before deaths climactic touch–
knowing I lived
for thee–


Poem © Phen Weston 2015


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