Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. First Line: I would not tarry if I could be gone Last Line: And guide his footsteps toward the larger life. | ||||||||
I would not tarry if I could be gone Adown the path where calls my eager mind. That fate which knows naught but to grip and bind Holds me within its grasp, a helpless pawn, And checks my steps when I would travel on. Forever shall my body lag behind, And in this Valley with the Moaning Wind Must I abide with never a glimpse of dawn? Though bends my body towards the yawning sod, I can endure the pain, the sorrows rife, That hold me fast beneath their chastening rod, If from this turmoil and this endless strife, Comes there a light to lead Man nearer God, And guide his footsteps toward the Larger Life. | Other Poems of Interest...RAIN MUSIC by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. SUPPLICATION by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. A PRAYER by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. A WOMAN AT HER HUSBAND'S GRAVE by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. AFRICA by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. AN APRIL DAY by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. COMPENSATION by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. EGO by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. I SHALL NOT DIE by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. I'M A-WAITING AND A-WATCHING by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |
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