The Pleading

'The Revenant' by Andrew Wyeth.

MAGPIE TALES
http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/09/mag-82.html
supplied the picture and the idea.

THE PLEADING

I beg you, let me go.

We loved so long ago;

While you still live below.

I hover here.

Your longing holds me tight,

And yet the threads are slight,

I've gone beyond delight;

Beyond a tear.

Now what I long for most

Is freedom as a ghost,

And yet you daily boast

That love lives on.

Each time you sigh my name

In an eternal claim

It always is the same......

I can't be gone.

Accept that I am dead
And learn to live instead.
Break the unwanted thread
And let me fly.
Our love was of the earth,
Now it's of little worth;
Re-discover joy and mirth.
And let me die.

I long to pass the screen
You force to lie between
Freedom and love that's been
In our lost youth.
Embrace reality;
Don't sob and sigh for me,
I'm yearning to be free;
That is the truth.

I'm bored with my present state.
Unfinished! That's my fate,
And yet you recreate
Me every day!
By longing for the kiss
Which I no longer miss
You keep me from my bliss
And I must stay.

A revenant's fate is mine.
Please do not weep and pine
Love may have been divine
But say goodbye.
Then I may be set free
To be what I should be,
A thing of mystery.
Please let me die!
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* A Revenant is an animated corpse!
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ON PICNIC PATROL!

Triangularly regimented, see them in a line,

Waiting for better weather, when the sun is sure to shine.

Bar Beach is 'the beach next-door', a pleasant stroll away,

Great for a Sunday pastime, while the weather's cool and grey.

But, come the Summer weather, everyone will be competing

For the pleasure of a picnic meal on the shaded seating.

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