Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IF A GYPSY LAD SHOULD CALL, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, there are days when I would go Last Line: Because you did not call! Subject(s): Absence; Hearts; Love; Separation; Isolation | ||||||||
OH, there are days when I would go Wherever you might call. I would shut fast my cottage door And scale the garden wall, And where your slim brown hand led on By some dim forest track, I would trudge gaily at your side And never once look back. And when the way had grown too long Your love would be my staff, Until we reached a lovely spot Where hidden waters laugh, While a low moon dusts sifted gold Through flaming autumn leaves, And dusky boughs are draped with lace An old grey spider weaves. There you would chant your lyric tunes For the stars and me to hear, Till all the shadows faded out, Then you would draw me near, And I would sleep against your heart Until the opal skies Had dawned again to bring anew The wonder of your eyes. Ah, there are days when I would fly To go where you might be... But when my cottage lamps are lit, And tables set for tea, With fireshine dancing on the hearth And through the shadowed hall, I think I am a little glad Because you did not call! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVENING OF THE MIND by DONALD JUSTICE CHRISTMAS AWAY FROM HOME by JANE KENYON THE PROBLEM by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN THIS UNMENTIONABLE FEELING by DAVID LEHMAN A CHANT OF MY BELOVED by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON |
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