You are not with me -- only the moon, The sea and the gulls' cry, out of tune; The myriad cry of the gulls still strewn On the sands where the tide will enter soon. You are not with me, only the breath Of the wind -- and then the wind's death; A shrouding silence then that saith, 'Even as wind love vanisheth.' You are not with me -- only fear, As old as earth's first frenzied bier, That severed two whose hearts were near -- And left one with all life unclear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DELUSION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO HENRY LINCOLN JOHNSON - LAWYER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MOTHER NIGHT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON COLD HANDS WARM HEART by KAREN SWENSON |