Joseph Seamon Cotter Life Poems

  • 1.
    From your life's blood to coin a trenchant word--
    The past, the present and the future's ken
    To hold--and weave it to a ringing chord
    That sounds within the changing hearts of men.
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  • 2.
    I would not tarry if I could be gone
    Adown the path where calls my eager mind.
    That fate which knows naught but to grip and bind
    Holds me within its grasp, a helpless pawn,
    ...
  • 3.
    Day passeth day in sunshine or shadow,
    Night unto night each cycle is told;
    Sun, moon and stars in whirling and glamour,
    All unto all the creation unfold.
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  • 4.
    Old November, sere and brown,
    Clothes the country, haunts the town,
    Sheds its cloak of withered leaves,
    Brings its sighing, soughing breeze.
    ...
  • 5.
    I'm a-waiting and a-watching for the day that has no end.
    For the sun that's ever shining, for its rays that ever blend;
    For the light that casts no shadows, for the sky that's ever fair,
    For the rose that's ever blooming as its fragrance fills the air.
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  • 6.
    Sister, when at the grassy mound I stand
    Which holds in cold embrace thy mortal frame,
    The tears unbidden rush into my mortal eyes
    And wash away from me all save the sight
    ...
  • 7.
    I have found joy,
    Surcease from sorrow,
    From qualms for today
    And fears for tomorrow.
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  • 8.
    On the dusty earth-drum
    Beats the falling rain;
    Now a whispered murmur,
    Now a louder strain.
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  • 9.
    I sometimes wonder if the mighty God
    Cares aught about the little deeds of men;
    And if their day and time can reach his ken
    Or raise their breath above the hungry sod.
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Total 9 Life Poems by Joseph Seamon Cotter

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