Under These Slow and Sinking
Pale Half-Moons
Angel of soft, ever wanting
touch;
Delivers with serenity in
tow;
That this sunken vessel needs
very much-
Set thy eyes upon my dark,
fleeting soul!
Will this humble plea strike
upon thy heart;
Shall from it, thee ever give
joyous tunes?
Or force in me yet another
sad start-
Under these slow and sinking,
pale half-moons.
Angel of my heart's desperate
desires;
Will thee ever prepare that
blessed meal,
Roasting delicately upon hot
fires-
Aye, thy gentle hand my soul
doth now feel!
Robert Lindley is poet from
the Southern USA. He has been writing poetry since 1969. Robert writes with the
intent to offer others words to enjoy and with high hopes he may inspire and
brighten lives in some way.
Good job, Robert. Nicely written. I enjoyed reading your poem. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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This one touched my heart.Thank you,Sanjeev Sethi.
ReplyDeleteThank you,Whispers
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