Simple, seldom and sad <br /> We are; <br />Alone on the Halibut Hills <br /> Afar, <br />With sweet mad Expressions <br /> Of old <br />Strangely beautiful <br /> So we're told <br />By the Creatures that Move <br /> In the sky <br /> And Die <br />On the night when the Dead Trees <br /> Prance and Cry. <br /> <br />Sensitive, seldom and sad - <br />Sensitive, seldom and sad - <br /> <br />Simple, seldom and sad <br /> Are we <br />When we take our path <br /> To the purple sea - <br />With mad, sweet Expressions <br /> Of Yore, <br />Strangely beautiful, <br /> Yea, and More <br />On the Night of all Nights <br /> When the sky <br /> Streams by <br />In rags, while the Dead Trees <br /> Prance and Cry, <br /> <br />sensitive, seldom and sad - <br />sensitive, seldom and sad.<br /><br />Mervyn Peake<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/simple-seldom-and-sad/
