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08-01-2010, 5:17 PM
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun
by Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -
In Corners - till a Day
The Owner passed - identified -
And carried Me away -

And now We roam in Sovreign Woods -
And now We hunt the Doe -
And every time I speak for Him
The Mountains straight reply -

And do I smile, such cordial light
Opon the Valley glow -
It is as a Vesuvian face
Had let itís pleasure through -

And when at Night - Our good Day done -
I guard My Masterís Head -
íTis better than the Eider Duckís
Deep Pillow - to have shared -

To foe of His - Iím deadly foe -
None stir the second time -
On whom I lay a Yellow Eye -
Or an emphatic Thumb -

Though I than He - may longer live
He longer must - than I -
For I have but the power to kill,
Without - the power to die -
The Poems of Emily Dickinson:wub:

08-01-2010, 5:24 PM
Welcome to Calguns, Doc!

But really, once was enough. ;)


08-01-2010, 6:50 PM
Yeah, I liked it when you posted it in General.

It's still a neat poem.