No, I AM THROUGH and you can call in vain. There is too great a fee for your caress; Too great a share of heartbreak and of pain And all the kindred hurts of loneliness. What does it mean at best? A fevered hour When I forget that you are not for me; Your charm aglow like some exotic flower To rouse again the waves of memory. No, I am through -- the trumpet call of youth Must sound in vain -- for I have need of rest; You have no peace to give -- no certain truth -- And I am sick and weary of my quest. Leave me to books and wine and memories -- Nothing you have to give can equal these! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOTES FOR THE FIRST LINE OF A SPANISH POEM by JAMES GALVIN ARMAGEDDON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ENVOYS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 4. THE LOTTERY GIRL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A FLORIDA GHOST by SIDNEY LANIER STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 3. WASHINGTON, D.C. by CLARENCE MAJOR |