Joseph Seamon Cotter Light Poems

  • 1.
    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,
    ...
  • 2.
    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.
    ...
  • 3.
    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.
    ...
  • 4.
    A thousand years of darkness in her face,
    She turns at last from out the centurys' blight
    Of labored moan and dull oppression's might,
    To slowly mount the rugged path and trace
    ...
  • 5.
    Never again the sight of her?
    Never her winsome smile
    Shall light the path of my journeying
    O'er many a weary mile?
    ...
  • 6.
    And Thou art One--One with th' eternal hills,
    And with the flaming stars, and with the moon,
    Translucent, cold. The sentinel of noon
    That clothes the sky in robes of light and fills
    ...
  • 7.
    Now with the dust that bore him he is one,
    Silent, into into earth's silent maw ye laid him.
    Dimmed is his light, as with the setting sun,
    He folds his steps unto the God who made him.
    ...
  • 8.
    Old memories come trooping down
    The vistas of the years;
    In blue-girt robes of pleasure clad
    Or garbed in tears.
    ...
  • 9.
    Out of the silence
    I come to you,
    Bringing a love
    Free as the dew.
    ...
Total 9 Light Poems by Joseph Seamon Cotter

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