The Second Sunday In May (Jared Barhite Poems)
Softly the breezes dance o'er the meadows, Wafting the perfume of sweet-scented May; Flecked are the green fields with sunshine and shadows, Telling ...
Softly the breezes dance o'er the meadows, Wafting the perfume of sweet-scented May; Flecked are the green fields with sunshine and shadows, Telling ...
We metunder a showerof bird-notes.Fifty years passed,love's momentin a world inservitude to time.She was young;I kissed with my eyesclosed and ...
WHERE the dim paths wind and creep Down past dark and ghostly landsLost this many a year in sleep, Still ...
Last night when I kissed you,My soul caught alight;And oh! how I missed youThe rest of the night -Till Love ...
We met under a shower of bird-notes. Fifty years passed, love's moment in a world in servitude to time. She ...
Music of whispering trees Hushed by a broad-winged breeze Where shaken water gleams; And evening radiance falling With reedy bird-notes ...
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