Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Naturally Dammed

Anger not the blackest weir, else it shall
Pour fourth more than a tear from it's great fall;
For falls do fall upon fallen water,
But weir's do not fall until broken; were
You wise you should heed my advice, and be
Not a foolish cad that prods bulls to see
Whether they shall charge you or whether they
Will abjure his anger; a play that flays
Most alive: dares that do go wrong from first.
Then go to the weir when you are a thirst,
Not with a foul temper or curse to tame
That which is already tame. For nature
May with rocks rope off what you would in same
Fashion prop up, paltry devices unsure.

                                    Naturally Dammed, (c) Luke Bennette, May 2012

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