The Future Is Coming To Me, Did They Sing Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

the future is coming to me, did they sing
the brides without veils
to the inconstant seas

oh wrap your heart in a cloud
and send it to me
the skies will matter less to

you in your dreams
you won't know then.
the future is coming

and the lilac moon
and the harps played out of tune
when the singers flee

singing, now is the future coming to me?
now will the will o' wisps turn;
the acute conscience burn

the gold of the soul be beaten into straw?

how will we learn
if you send no message
if you send no message

at all

mary angela douglas march 28 2017