halloween poetry

little park that i pass through
in your arms was still delight
when, full of warm and eager love
i said, i have shut my heart
high walls and huge
the stars fell from heaven
there are gains for all our losses
our pleasant moments fly
risen from the dead
desolate and lone
through the broad earth's aching breast
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
there is no escape by the river