Night Mood (Isobel Stone Poems)
The white birches fringe the breast of the lake,Their dark leaves quiver, expectant.There is a far cry, passionate, insistent.All is ...
Isobel Stone Poems on Cry (4 Poems)
Body’s Song (Isobel Stone Poems)
I listen to an inner song of wind,Whose wanton rhythmic hands so firmly beatA delicate tattoo against the mindAnd make ...
Moon Mad (Isobel Stone Poems)
The sad cypresses cast their shadowsAnd weep above the opalescent pool,The silence broken!Who stirs? A bird with flapping wings and startled ...
Denial (Isobel Stone Poems)
Something breathes upon my lipsAnd cries, "You have denied me birth!"The shadows lengthen on the wall,And grasses quiver with the ...