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Vera Kilgore Heilig: Her Poetry Lives (2017) H. Morris Williams, Marie Law Haire

Song For A Savage Mood

I am tired of gentle breezes;

Give me a wild wind blowing.
1 am sick to death of dew drops;

Give me lasting rain and hail.
The sickly light of starry skies

Begins to fall.
Give me the thick heavy darkness

Of a deep black night.

Give me purple thunderclouds piled high
And the sudden rending flash

Of jagged lightning
To cure me of the weariness of fleecy clouds.

Give me the raw red gold of blazing sunsets

In place of silver moonlight.
Give me an eagle soaring,

Not a mocking bird.
Give me rough craggy mountain peeks

And the sharp outline against the sky

Of high sheer cliffs.
Give me real elemental things.

Give me vital things that live and breathe.
I’m tired of pallid things that just exist.

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