Virgo

Ghost song's refrain in years reprise
this message sends, in candle faint glow,
that we are wraiths boarding the breeze,
stalwart and lone our soul aggrieves,
white auster foams above the bow,
the gusts play wind's notes of oboe,
homecoming ball where smiles cerise,
fromward of bright Spica Virgo.

Out yon the Princesses in dark,
transmit their laughs in cryst'l glory
life merchants send us to embark,
harmonic verdict - sirens' harp,
abstruse odd song and strange story,
our life resembles a marble quarry,
abandoned where the winds howl-bark,
when shadows pass in white flurry.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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