Atropos
1870-1944
Atropos, dread
One of the Three,
Holding the thread
Woven for me;
Grimly thy shears,
Steely and bright,
Menace the years
Left for delight.
Grant it may chance,
Just as they close,
June may entrance
Earth with the rose;
Reigning as though,
Bliss to the breath,
Endless and no
Whisper of death.
DayPoems Poem No. 1517
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1517.html">Atropos by John Myers O'Hara</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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