Then I sharpened my wings for a prissy flight,
Through powerful Light that Heavenly be;
And that one moment that I relived from my sinful drought,
That appealed for many longer years, than brightness ever probe.
Sit with you now, and inhaling your songs and verse;
Of serene that borrows your vibe,
Blessed within me my ‘maker’; the ensuring ‘sacred rose’
Of love, that he my life can subscribe.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Кондратий Рылеев – Переводчику «Андромахи»
- From Milton: And did those feet by William Blake
- A Glimpse. by Walt Whitman
- Гавриил Державин – Жуковскому и Родзянке, приславшим с большими похвалами автору перевод его оды «Бог» на французском языке
- softly… in wingless dream by Steve Troyanovich
- Love’s Wisdom poem – Alfred Austin
- Year’s End by Weldon Kees
- Dilton Marsh Halt poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet II: Not At First Sight by Sir Philip Sidney
- Book Ends by Tony Harrison
- Виктор Шамонин-Версенев – Заяц-врун
- Sonnet 108: What’s in the brain that ink may character by William Shakespeare
- Mad As The Mist And Snow by William Butler Yeats
- Sonnet Xiii
- Caledonia: A Ballad by Robert Burns
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
