Fair maiden, yours are eyes which hold a look Forgotten by the charred and battered beast Which held your heart before and then forsook The life he once had known--abruptly ceased. Yours were eyes and skin and hair of love Softening his heart of stone, increased Your gentleness until it…
This Case I'll Take Only For You, Said The Curling Pipe Smoke With Eyes. postscript Word Sonnet for [link] 's February Sonnet Challenge, day two.…
This grey, which blankets earth like fallen snow Now covers hearts the length of winter's sting It poisons thought, depresses pauper, king, And takes the spirit, crushed and bent, below. Slowing breath and keeping things that grow Confined within itself, it stifles Spring— It stays the heart and…
My heart belonged to you ere I was born. I knew it not—you were my thoughts at times When suddenly todays seemed more forlorn, And you, my future love, indwelled my rhymes. And now all womanhood in me belongs, And always will, to all the man in you. You…
Thy pale death, O Day, enchants me not. Thine ending glow, thy downfall casts no shade Of deepest black against thy glow. Uncaught My breath, unstirred my heart. I bade, I wished, I wanted naught but breathless joy. Cold is thy heart to mock me with such lack And falling…
Thy sweet golden hair-- How can I bear, Dear Miss? By honor, I swear I cannot forbear Thy kiss. This prince will declare, By kings, lady fair, Insist, Thou art my despair My ruin, my prayer; Remiss To not let me share The future, prepare For this: Ours is the…
Oh love, which scatters fear like so much dust, Come in and put the children's minds to rest. No darkness hovers, hungry, filled with lust. No--this is the never-changing best Of light and hope, bursting through the ceilings Now lighting up the night at your behest. Uncovered are…