"maidenship" poems
Eloquence of love, where have you been?
Strutting alone on a maidenship fair
Ive looked for you, no where to be seen
But someone found you, in a Green eyed stare
Swans sleep tonight, on a song from Beethoven
Oaks weep beyond, the White lily streams
To the unheard sounds, that are timely woven
Of the woods, that are made into great splendid beams.
© R.G KIRK 2014
POETS Community G+
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC