Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TEARS, by MARCUS S. C. RICKARDS First Line: Tears born of wild emotion Last Line: And all is stainless gold! Subject(s): Earth; Grief; Memory; Tears; World; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
TEARS born of wild emotion Rise from the storm-tossed mind As briny spray from Ocean Swept by tempestuous wind: But lo! as Day advances Each spell-bound billow dances, While Joy's fair sun out-glances From angry clouds behind. Tears, born of sullen anguish Back waving sympathy, Ye cling like mists that languish To damp autumnal glee, O'er earth and wave a-tether For long sad days together! Ah! when will clearing weather Turn gloom to jubilee? Tears shed in saintly sorrow, Stemmed by absolving Grace, Yet still undried, ye borrow An emblem from Earth's face, When she, Dark's empire scorning, On some pure summer morning Wears as a meet adorning The dews her Sun shall chase! Tears for heart-rapture vanished Like dews of evening fall, When sunlight spent has banished Escape from dusky thrall: O dreary weary waiting! O gloom with no abating, Gloom ever instigating Sad Memory to recall! Tears born of no repenting, But empty sheer remorse, Ye seem the unrelenting Of a day's hopeless course, When fall of leaves and stripping Of blooms chime in with dripping From leaden skies equipping New vapours with new force! Tears born of Joy's o'erflowing, His tale too rudely told, Seem drops that prime the glowing Meridian skies unfold: From Noon's laboratory A cloudlet veils the glory, 'Tis but a moment's story And all is stainless gold! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A DREAM OF PERFECTION by MARCUS S. C. RICKARDS |
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