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Lest You Doubt
by Ken HarnischIt may seem to you
That you have been forgotten
Shunted aside in the whirlwind
That is my recent life
Well, all right
I confess to a certain lassitude
A Weariness, not of your design
One that has kept me
From knowing where the best
Of what I was and am
Has its Alpha and Omega.
This I want you to know
I may drift upon the tide at times
I may fall prey to the wandering gypsies
Who steal my peace of mind
Stealthily, as highwaymen
Who lurk in the shadows of memory
But though robbed and beaten senseless
Even as victim, I will clamber to the Light
To remind myself why I keep going on
And you
You hold that candle,
You, above all, carry that flame
And scattered as I am right now
The secret yearnings that keep me
And my poetry alive
Are never far from basking
In the sunlight of your name.
12/15/2002 Posted on 12/16/2002
Copyright © 2025 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 12/20/02 at 10:32 PM I do not believe I could ever tire of your poetry. Or the gentle beauty of the spirit that shines in the love poems. |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 12/23/02 at 12:28 AM I'm sure she can see the beauty in you as you see in it her ;) |
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