THERE is a singing in my heart Like whispering of waves That echo tunes where mermaids sing Deep in their turquoise caves. A singing like far temple bells Swung in a golden arc To build a bridge of melody From saffron dusk to dark. Like shining splash of purple oars In some smooth moon-drenched pool Where willows dip their scented fronds, And little winds blow cool. A singing sweet as any sound That beauty ever heard, And this is strange ... because your name Is my song's only word. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BEING ASKED TO WRITE A POEM AGAINST THE WAR IN VIETNAM by HAYDEN CARRUTH PARAGRAPHS: 16 by HAYDEN CARRUTH JASPER by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON DEVASTATION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GOSSAMER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CRITIC AND POET by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: CHARLES WARREN, THE SHERIFF by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |