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Chris Bond
Chris Bond
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I & I
Mar 24, 2008, 14:39
Thrice imprisoned I have been
Willingly and boldly keen
Wed to powders golden brown
A task once set to earn my crown

I await the day of liberation
Of capitalist capitulation
My hand to let the penny drop
And meek and poor will loot this shop

In days of olde the druids spoke
Of mistletoe beneath the oak
A golden sickle reaps the bough
Aft’ plenilune beneath the plough

The sword in stone is metaphor
A secret hidden on the moor
Of unhewn dolmen I will sing
To free this once and future king

And when the poets sing the Chûn
And resonate beneath the moon
The son will rise on solstice morn
And divine child will be reborn

I am Mabon, sun of earth
And moon and stars, my cosmic birth
Was long foretold in Celtic ode
A catalyst in cobalt woad


Chris Bond, 21 August 2000.
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