04-01-2014, 07:48 PM
Someone asked that I give an example of a poem I've written. My poems are rather personal, so I had to be here for awhile before I felt comfortable showing them here.
Here's a poem I wrote for the daughter I'll never have.
To Caitlin
I have an image of you
Golden banged beauty-
Daughter that I shall never have
Lovely lilac suckling her mothers breast
Sweet birdsong calling to play
Prim in your first school dress.
I know you well, and thought
Of you often: You who were
Never born, never conceived
Except in my domestic fantasy.
You were only a dream calling
To me in the night.
I did not speak, I did not speak
I felt I could touch your face
And you said gently: Hold me.
Did I hear you? Did I hear you?
Did I see your image in my
Mind drifting away?
But the image burst in the still air
And you were gone. You were only a wish
And I only wish to see you again.
Here's a poem I wrote for the daughter I'll never have.
To Caitlin
I have an image of you
Golden banged beauty-
Daughter that I shall never have
Lovely lilac suckling her mothers breast
Sweet birdsong calling to play
Prim in your first school dress.
I know you well, and thought
Of you often: You who were
Never born, never conceived
Except in my domestic fantasy.
You were only a dream calling
To me in the night.
I did not speak, I did not speak
I felt I could touch your face
And you said gently: Hold me.
Did I hear you? Did I hear you?
Did I see your image in my
Mind drifting away?
But the image burst in the still air
And you were gone. You were only a wish
And I only wish to see you again.