The Dream of His Soul
The Dream of his Soul, in flesh and blood--
Not to possess, but only to see--
Was given him, for an hour:
Ah, fool, he lingered longer,--
The Dream died like the shadow of a Star!
Poems on the topic: star
Poems on the topic “star” on Poets.by.
Source of Singing
A bruised heart,
A wounded soul,
A broken lute,
That is all!
A sad evening,
And a lone star,
Then song reddens--
Sets life's forest afire!
The Amber Dusk Veils the Orange-Tinted Sea
The amber dusk veils the orange-tinted sea;
The coral-moon spreads silver wings
Like a gull, from a mysterious sea.
Follows in the wake of Night's star-laden argosy.
The Soul of Day Migrates into the Night
The soul of day migrates into the night;
The moon on the eastern hill;
The sound of work seeks repose
Through sunset's silence, into deeper silence still!
No dark this eve, but a silver flow
Washing from the sky the dusty sunset glow,
Then mount it with a soft star —
A reflection of God's eye in Heaven's mirror.
Sedan Bearer's Song
Star of our dream,
Flower of our song;
Carry her tenderly,
Carry her on.
Light of our life,
Soul of our love;
On the wings of air,
Bear her above.
Undying light,
Unsetting star,
Flower of immortality,
Heart of our love.
With the breath of perfume,
Warm and rare,
Bear her joyously,
Bear her fair.
Tara-Bindu
As the breeze falls asleep,
The brush of sunset
Draws the rosy cloud-scape
On the canvas of the sky;
The blue hills in repose
Listen to the pearl lullaby of the mist.
A song of dimming light, this,
And dance of shadows with silver feet,
For the joy of one shy star-maid
Seeking hiding from the moon
Behind the emerald screen of the sea.
The Sun Waters the Pastures of Heaven
The sun waters the pastures of heaven
With warm rains of light;
For the golden-lambkins to graze . .
The star-flocks of night.
Lunar Rainbow
The moon spreads a rainbow fan
With her beams, and the cloud
Puts on it one star . . .
A song within a dream.
What moon-maid after dance,
On what balcony standing,
Cools her face with this fan,
The star holding a mirror to her eyes?
After Reading Yone Noguchi
Between the rose garden
And the sunset,
I sought my beloved.
Between the dawn's blush
And night's star;
Between dream's arm and
Sleep's embrace,
I sought my beloved,
Between the rose garden and the sunset.
Palimpsest of Twilight
Darkness comes out of the earth
And swallows dip into the pallor of the west;
From the hay comes the clamour of children's
mirth;
Wanes the old palimpsest.
The night-stock oozes scent,
And a moon-blue moth goes flittering by:
All that the worldly day has meant
Wastes like a lie.
The children have forsaken their play;
A single star in a veil of light
Glimmers: litter of day
Is gone from sight.
Winter Dawn
Green star Sirius
Dribbling over the lake;
The stars have gone so far on their road,
Yet we're awake!
Without a sound
The new young year comes in
And is half-way over the lake.
We must begin
Again. This love so full
Of hate has hurt us so,
We lie side by side
Moored--but no,
Let me get up
And wash quite clean
Of this hate.--
So green
Baby Toes
There is a blue star, Janet,
Fifteen years' ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.
There is a white star, Janet,
Forty years' ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.
Shall we ride
To the blue star
Or the white star?
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