Impressions – Page 2

But had I many nights serene
When with me in midnight’s walk,
Only that on which I lean
Was my standing thought.
Had I many nights to see,
Surely one would that night be.

A Morning Song- Day 6

July 27, 2012July 27, 2012 ahorsealone

As you fall beyond the west,

Beyond the plains and ridges rest,

Take what of day was true,

And make gems of morning dew!

Let the young robin sing

To tell his slumber’s dream

Let his notes soar and string,

The melody of a morning stream!

Eye’s Blossom-Day 4

July 24, 2012July 24, 2012 ahorsealone

The eye’s blossom in midday’s shade,

Is open to droplets of rain

That spread into the infant petal…

Heavens milk in beauty’s kettle.

In quiet repose, forgotten shade

Beneath the pomegranate’s blade,

She fans the dancing, longing, wind

As though to hold faith her friend.

Different Season-Day 3

July 23, 2012 ahorsealone1 Comment

I saw one fig, maybe more,

Left behind at winters door.

It’s true, it seems, though over,

This seasons follows a different order.

Winter-Day 2

July 22, 2012July 22, 2012 ahorsealone

A winter wind arrived too soon,

Spilling spirits of a memory forth.

An embittered song of the North

Soaked my will with her tune.

She howled and cried and covered

The gorgeous Autumn colors,

And beat upon my wooden door,

And scratched upon my rusted shutters.

She tucked me in as a mother

Would lay her child to rest…

As night and day tottered together

Drunk near death in winters nest.