I see wild waves that break, and breaking-run;
And the wild sea-birds wheeling round the ships;
But at the dawn, the coming of the sun,
I see your red, red lips.
I see the cold moon now with fresh delight;
And the stars arise anew, and yet arise;
But in the night, the blackness of the night
I see your sad, sad eyes.
I hear the engines throbbing as we ride;
And the men’s songs. I hear great throats
Rejoice.
But in the silence, when all the songs have died,
I hear your soft, soft voice.
(Leon Gellert)
More Poetry from Leon Gellert:
Leon Gellert Poems based on Topics: Night, Sadness, Man, Silence- The House Delirious (Leon Gellert Poems)
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- The Wrecked Aeroplane (Leon Gellert Poems)
- Bluebeard's First Wife (Leon Gellert Poems)
- Dejection (Leon Gellert Poems)