I have come to bury Love
Beneath a tree,
In the forest tall and black
Where none can see.
I shall put no flowers at his head,
Nor stone at his feet,
For the mouth I loved so much
Was bittersweet.
I shall go no more to his #grave,
For the woods are cold.
I shall gather as much of joy
As my hands can hold.
I shall stay all day in the sun
Where the wide winds blow,—
But oh, I shall cry at night
When none will know.
#QuotsyOct21
“Embers”
I said, "My youth is gone
Like a fire beaten out by the rain,
That will never sway and sing
Or play with the wind again."
I said, "It is no great sorrow
That quenched my youth in me,
But only little sorrows
Beating ceaselessly."
I thought my youth was gone,
But you returned—
Like a flame at the call of the wind
It leaped and burned;
Threw off its ashen cloak,
And gowned anew
Gave itself like a bride
Once more to you.
#QuotsyApr21 #Ember
#LovePrevails - Love Song: When I try to select the one song that sums up a prompt or an inquiry such as this, it is at that moment that I realize the immensity of my love affair with music. There are so many wonderful love songs that each impart a precious perfect memory...I could have made one thousand posts. But then I thought of this song and the way I feel every time that I hear it. How it almost stops the passage of time while Etta sings...
#Dew by Sara Teasdale
As dew leaves the cobweb lightly
Threaded with stars,
Scattering jewels on the fence
And the pasture bars;
As dawn leaves the dry grass bright
And the tangled weeds
Bearing a rainbow gem
On each of their seeds;
So has your love, my lover,
Fresh as the dawn,
Made me a shining road
To travel on,
Set every common sight
Of tree or stone
Delicately alight
For me alone.
#PoetryMatters
Life has loveliness to sell,
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit's still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.
Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been, or could be.
#Loving #QuotsyJun20
Twilight
Dreamily over the roofs
The cold spring rain is falling;
Out in the lonely tree
A bird is calling, calling.
Slowly over the earth
The wings of night are falling;
My heart like the bird in the tree
Is calling, calling, calling.
#Call #QuotsyJun20
Finally getting some #LitsyPartyofOne time in this morning! Sipping Canadian Breakfast tea from one of my favourite 🐧 mugs and enjoying Sara Teasdale‘s Love Songs on iBooks so I don‘t disturb Minerva 🤫 She fell asleep on my book while I was refilling my mug! These are a few of the poems I especially enjoyed 💕
“But all remembered beauty is no more/Than a vague prelude to the thought of you—/You are the rarest soul I ever knew,/Lover of beauty, knightliest and #best;/My thoughts seek you as waves that seek the shore,/And when I think of you, I am at rest.” Dedication from “Love Songs” #PoetryMatters
Love Songs | 
