The brightest stars twinkle in their places,
In the cloudless, dark blue sky.
On warm earth the flowers lie
With a dewy sprinkle on their faces.
The breeze sifts in a soft lullaby;
A nightingale croons: “Not him, ‘tis I.”
The lover sits beneath a leafy bower
Reviving a memory,
Of what was destined to be.
Remnants of it fall in a wary shower;
Wisps [...]
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The Same Moon
Posted in Written in 1996, tagged Love, Moon, poem, Relationship on February 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“I marked the time I was your only friend”
Posted in Written in 1996, tagged poem, Sonnet on February 12, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I marked the time I was your only friend,
When you, all alone, knew not where to be;
I mark the time, now that we reach an end,
As you would want to think no more of me.
You needed someone near and I was there;
Funny! How I thought of you as so sad!
I reached out and showed you [...]
“The rape of youth, by cruel fate and time”
Posted in Written in 1996, tagged poem, Sonnet on February 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The rape of youth, by cruel fate and time,
Long since negates the sweetness of those flowers;
Betraying love and murdering the rhyme
Which tells of hope surpassing deadly hours.
Those flowers you gave to me are red, the red
Which’s all that’s left on a virgin bride’s bed;
Those flowers you gave to me are soft and bright;
Tomorrow, tell me, [...]
“The stars have filled the dark’ning sky with white”
Posted in Written in 1996, tagged poem, Sonnet on February 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The stars have filled the dark’ning sky with white
And silver sparks begin to shoot around;
The breeze shifts through the trees and sighs, at night,
For day allows it no audience, no sound.
I move at leisure on rain-kissed pathways
And wonder whether the breeze loves the trees
It whistles through; for, during lonely days,
It rests under the sun, above [...]
None and Every.
Posted in Written in 1996, tagged Hope, Love, poem on February 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The air begins low and then sings high,
The birds soar skyward and then swoop by.
The sun melts yellow and mellow shines,
The light shoots through and evades the pines.
Mountains loom, snow falls and water gushes
Through crags between rocks and on rushes;
The chill is duly warmed by the beams,
Heaven on earth … or so it seems …
Concrete [...]