UNDER the dark skies across the amber sands I watched the tide fling in its silver bands, Marked how it swung between the marshalled dunes, To creep at last unheeded to lagoons Beyond the surf where all the cadence dies, Under dark skies. Mayhap, had you been there, we should have found Among your reeds dim pools of rippling sound, And heard the music from the tumult glide On shining feet upon that secret tide, And traced its echo where the dream-mists rise Under dark skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WILD GAZELLE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON FOR THOSE AT SEA; HYMN by WILLIAM WHITING AN INVITATION TO A DRINKFEST by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS MOUNTAIN FROLIC by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS |