I see wild waves that break, and breaking-run;
And the wild sea-birds wheeling round the ships;
But at the dawn, the coming of the sun,
I see your red, red lips.
I see the cold moon now with fresh delight;
And the stars arise anew, and yet arise;
But in the night, the blackness of the night
I see your sad, sad eyes.
I hear the engines throbbing as we ride;
And the men-s songs. I hear great throats
Rejoice.
But in the silence, when all the songs have died,
I hear your soft, soft voice.
Memories
Leon Gellert
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Poem topics: moon, sea, silence, sun, fresh, voice, great, cold, rejoice, delight, dawn, break, night, red, sad, wild, soft, hear, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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