I have a dead friend who lately
Has begun to visit me:
My friend sits down and sings to me,
Sings to me so dolefully.
'Upon the double-winged bird's back
I am rowing through skies of blue:
One of the bird's wings is black,
The other, gold of Cariboo.'
'The heart's a madman that abhors
One color as one too few:
Either its love is two colors,
Or else it is not love's hue.'
'There's a madwoman more savage
Than is the unhappy heart:
She that sucks the blood in rage,
And then a-laughing would start.'
'A heart that has lost forever
The steadfast anchor of home,
Sails like a ship in fould weather,
And knows not to go or come.'
If his anguish should betray him,
The dead man will curse and weep:
I pat his skull and I lay him,
Lay the dead man down to sleep.
I Have A Dead Friend (verse Viii)
Jose Marti
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Poem topics: home, lost, sleep, weather, forever, blue, start, gold, visit, black, color, skull, savage, anguish, friend, bird, heart, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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