See, where does the wind blow,
Westward, a ghost of queen sail slow –
The soul of Yesterday on the sea deeper –
Unguided, pursues her way alone ever.
Tag: poem
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The Moon Sail
Sailboat by Claude Monet -
True it is.
Doubt that the stars fall from the sky;
Doubt that the young never age;
Doubt the truth can tell a lie;
But never doubt the heart that loves thee. -
A Thousand Nights and a Day
The night has a thousand lights,
And the day only one;
The light of radiance vanishes
With the escaping sun.The mind has a thousand reasons,
And the heart only one;
The light of the soul dies
When my love is gone. -
Cycle and Epicyle of Evolution
Out of the void a chaos,
Then, a flash;
Out of the sea a silence,
Then, a splash;
Out of the heart an ecstasy,
Then, a pain;
Out of the dead, names dusted,
Life again. -
Poisoned Arrows
What are the three arrows of Cupid’s?
The first is inflamed with fire;
Your heart yields to burning chaos
And you call it DESIRE.His second is wet with poison,
The name is JEALOUSY:
It fills your eyes with green
And burns all of you with hearsay.The third of his arrows golden of all,
And it is named SADNESS:
It pours gushing lead into your heart’s well,
And leaves you in a sea of tears. -
Song About Her
A Young Woman Washing Dishes by Camille Pissaro Her beauty is invisible to untamed view
As that of many maidens be;
Her charm he never knew
Until she smiled on him;
Then he found her diamond eyes,
A jewel of passion, a well of grace!Alas! Her reply is shy and silent,
To him it is a cold recrimination;
But his secret passion is not misspent
For the secret passion in her bastion;Her infelicities are even muliebral, more
Than the felicities of other maidens are.
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