C.M.V.S. von Uthemann Poems

C.M.V.S. von Uthemann Poems

1My Mother, Dr. Nesty
2The Would Be King

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My Mother, Dr. Nesty
I have once smelled the fragrance
of sweet violets, fresh milk and the loving glance
Only a true mother can bestow to a babe in her arms,
Of, if there were only a miracle to restore Nature's balance
Twas the will of God that she care
For eight children, alas, one didn't dare,
Abandoning her dental chair . . .
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The Would Be King
I
Swift as a glorious panther,
Fierce as wounded bear,
Sinking in the silence of moutained vastness.
Ending like a saint asleep in a pit of despair.
II
Brittle and bent like a bow aglow
In the starless night, moaning so slow.
The best of the brave men's breeding,
Damned, slain . . .
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