Did I think I saw
A shadow criss cross my slate
A glimpse was it surfacing
my unwinding fate?
Did I see a face slip
Between the fogs of my morning dreams
Did I trace on my tips
the memory of her moving lips
Did I strain my ear to hear
Her anklets echo my strolling strides
Did I wish the mist to clear
To catch a sight of her
on frothing tides?
Did the soul of the evening skies
Seep into my pounding cells
Did I hear ringing temple bells
when she saw me from the corner
of her flashing eyes.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Британишский – Март солнечный
- Paradise Lost: Book 08 poem – John Milton poems
- Алексей Толстой – Шумит на дворе непогода
- Ballade Of Queen Anne poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Николай Карамзин – Гимн слепых
- Two Lacquer Prints poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sleep of the Body the Soul’s Awakening by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- haiku
- Raw Silk by Vinita Agrawal
- Владимир Степанов – Мишка (Буква М)
- Hudibras and Milton Reconciled by William Somervile
- My Bed is Covered Yellow by Peter Orlovsky
- The Breeze at Dawn by Jelaluddin Rumi
- Юлия Друнина – Два вечера
- An Hymn To Humanity by Phillis Wheatley
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).
