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
- Владимир Лифшиц – Баллада о черством куске
- The Ballad of the Red Earl by Rudyard Kipling
- Ольга Берггольц – Встреча
- Константин Бальмонт – Морская песня
- The Basset-Table : An Eclogue poem – Alexander Pope
- Upon The Sight Of A Beautiful Picture Painted By Sir G. H. Beaumont, Bart by William Wordsworth
- Advice To A Girl by Sara Teasdale
- The Couriers by Sylvia Plath
- The Hon. Sec. poem – John Betjeman poems
- Василий Жуковский – Светлане
- The Progress of Poesy by Thomas Gray
- His Holiness the Abbot by Yosa Buson
- I Swear by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Gubbinal by Wallace Stevens
- Алексей Толстой – Ты почто, злая кручинушка
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).
