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MOONLIGHT, by SERENA COBIA BAILEY First Line: I saw moonlight falling Last Line: Beauty to the dead. | ||||||||
I saw moonlight falling On a narrow bed, With its touch recalling Beauty to the dead. Like the bright sands heaping In an ancient glass; None to mark the keeping Of the hours that pass. Like some perfumed, olden Wine drops on the floor; Gone who spilled the golden Wine -- to come no more. Like a garment holding (Golden threads encrust) Winding and enfolding Bits of bone and dust. Like a wild bird singing, But with none to hear; Echoes falling, ringing On no mortal ear. Like a fragrant flower, As its petals shed, At the midnight hour Falling on the dead. I saw moonlight falling On a narrow bed, Lingering, recalling Beauty to the dead. | Other Poems of Interest...TO DANTE by VITTORIO AMEDEO ALFIERI ON THE DEPARTURE PLATFORM by THOMAS HARDY THE SIFTING OF PETER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW RETURNING, WE HEAR THE LARKS by ISAAC ROSENBERG |
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