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Best Poems From
GREENWOLFE 1962
(MARCH 23, 1951)
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Forever And All Time
I had a dream the other day
That I walked along a road ,
And came upon a man who worked
At a place where water flowed .
He smiled and spoke in gentle words ,
'Come now stranger , tell me true .
Are you the one to take my place
And is my work now through ? '
I said , 'I really could not say , '
As I knew not where I go .
Or even where I journeyed from ,
This place , I did not know .
'Oh well , ' he said , 'It won't be long
Till my work is done , someday .
I've waited here two thousand years ,
So what's another day ? '
'You see the planks I laid ? ' He said .
And I said , 'I really do.'
' I lay them for my friends to cross
So they might start anew .'
'For on the other side you see ,
Is the place where I shall go .
I even cut my own good plank
But I can't lay it though .'
I said , 'I just don't understand.'
And he tried then to explain .
'I'm waiting for someone to come,
The last one down the lane .'
'For he alone will lay my plank
As I cannot lay for him .
I must complete my father's work
As I wait just for them .'
'And when he comes , I then will go
Into my father's land .
And then the souls of all good men
Who crossed will take my hand .'
I said , 'What then , will come of him
Who labored and did for Thee ? '
He said, ' That of the souls of men ,
He's special , don't you see ? '
'He's the one who shall remain ,
Forever and all time .
For he's the one my father chose
To rest here so sublime .'
'To not return from dreamer's land
As others always do .
But to remain forever here
As all his dreams come true .'
I asked if I might lay His plank
And he smiled and said , 'You may.'
And so I took His plank in hand
And tried so hard to lay .
Alas! I could not lay His plank .
And He said, ' It might be you .
You're not the first in dreams to try
To have your dreams come true .'
'It's only when your soul returns ,
When your body dies one day .
That you will know your fate for sure
If you should come this way .'
I said I really did not know
Of the fates , which I desired .
He said , ' The only fate to dread
Is the one that Satan fired .'
'But I will tell you true my friend .
Whichever way you may go ;
You can't get there by dreams alone -
It's living life , you know.'
I asked if He'd prepared for me,
'A new sturdy plank today .'
And He just smiled and turned and said ,
'You best be on your way .'
I then awoke from this fine dream
To a better life for me .
And now I know what to expect
The afterlife to be .
I've wondered if He made my plank,
Or will I rest so sublime .
And always see my dreams come true ,
Forever And All Time .
GREENWOLFE 1962
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Hell's Great Pain
It's not the molten lake of fire ,
The dungeons dark and damp .
The heaving mass of mournful souls
Upon whom we might tramp .
That makes of Hell the savage place
We dare not ever go .
And makes us tread the narrow path
To Heaven , don't you know .
No , these are but the manifest
Of symbols we might use ,
To give our little children
Advice on which to choose .
The savage pain endured in Hell
Is yet more true and real ,
If you should ever feel the love
That Heaven can reveal .
I know this for I ventured there
For oh so brief a time .
And felt the love of God's embrace ,
His glory so sublime .
It came to me in such a dream
As I cannot explain .
And satisfied my mortal soul
So much , I felt no pain .
The lesson that I learned from this
Came after I awoke ,
And realized I lived again
Encoiled in mortal yoke .
So this , in truth , is all we need
To know of Hell's great pain .
The knowledge of the love we'll lose
And never know again .
GREENWOLFE 1962
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A Roundtable Tale
Arthur didn't see it ,
His back was to the sky .
They looked to the Heavens ,
Expecting then to die .
Arthur heard the shuffle ,
Looked up and turned around .
By the time he saw it ,
The spaceship hit the ground .
Gigantic can't describe
The ship's great size and scope .
Crashing there before them ,
They surely had no hope .
Force applied at impact
Was equal to a quake .
This was it, they figured .
They ducked down in its wake .
Suddenly , they saw them
Just flashing through the sky .
Four and twenty dragons .
Oh boy , how they could fly !
Then they felt a grasping .
How dragon claws can bend !
Following soon after ,
They felt the forceful wind .
They were their salvation ,
And carried them away
From the flames and wreckage
The spaceship brought that day .
Merlin and King Arthur ,
Two knights and twenty more
Gathered round a table
A tale not told before .
This one of the dragons
Heeding ole Merlin's call .
Saving them from spaceships
Whenever they might fall .
Yes , a tale remembered .
One told for many years .
One often forgotten
But true , it now appears .
You might have a question ,
The modern ones like you .
What becomes of spaceships
That fall out of the blue ?
Not as complicated ,
Though some might think it so .
Eating little bodies
Are dragon things , you know .
As for all the hardware .
They flew all that away .
The dragons dropped it all
Into Loch Ness , they say .
But if you still may doubt
The tale that I have told ,
Go and see the marker
That Arthur made so bold .
Marking where the dragons
Plucked Arthur up that day .
Where they grabbed ole Merlin
And flew him quick away .
Now you know the story ,
One unknown answered here .
Stonehenge is the marker
That Arthur made that year .
GREENWOLFE 1962
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A Simple Plea
Now on the shore I stand by thee
As we stare lonely out to sea .
We know ourselves , or say we do ,
Though time has said we never knew .
We cannot speak and say so much ,
We dare not cry , yet long to touch .
And though we stare , we cannot see .
Time and memories block the sea .
We hold ourselves , it's not the same .
The wind is colder since we came .
We turn our heads as though to speak ,
But pride is strong and words are weak .
Now we strain for a simple plea ;
'No matter what , I still love thee .'
GREENWOLFE 1962
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