Category Archives: Poetry

“Come to me!” “Come to me!” A siren’s song borne on the night wind heard in fragments caught in the crash and rush of the tide. A wild, heart-breaking haunting cry like the call of a dying gull; a sound … Continue reading →

My lady stood at the window, And a bird sang by the gate: ‘Get you into the meadows Before it be too late.’ My lady sat at her mirror, And a bird sang on the wall: ‘Oh get you into … Continue reading →

When day is done, and clouds are low, And flowers are honey-dew, And Hesper’s lamp begins to glow Along the western blue; And homeward wing the turtle-doves, Then comes the hour the poet loves. The Poet’s Hour – George Croly

How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. – Thomas Moore

Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.” — Basho

That look’d As though an angel, in his upward flight, Had left his mantle floating in mid-air. – Joanna Baillie

Rose silk clouds, deep, lenghening shadows Evening falls Liquid rose petal glow, lapping, whispering, distant echoes of faraway shores. Drifting. foot-loose, a vessel awaits, adventures abound Evening falls …. stirring a dream. A dreamy, wistful Huckleberry Finn moment today as … Continue reading →

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you … Continue reading →