Paul Bewsher Blue Poems
- 1. Cloud Thoughts
Above the clouds I sail, above the clouds,
And wish my mind
Above its clouds could climb as well,
And leave behind
... - 2. The Crash
The rich, red blood
Doth stain the fair, green grass, and daisies white
In generous flood ...
This sun-drowsed day for me is darkest night.
... - 3. The Country Beautiful
I love the little daisies on the lawn
Which contemplate with wide and placid eyes
The blue and white enamel of the skies -
The larks which sing their mattin-song at dawn,
... - 4. Autumn Regrets
That I were Keats! And with a golden pen
Could for all time preserve these golden days
In rich and glowing verse, for poorer men,
Who felt their wonder, but could only gaze
... - 5. Clouds
'Tis strange to leave this world of woods and hills,
This world of little farms, and shady mills, -
Of fields, and water-meadows fair,
Upon some sad and shadowy day
... - 6. The Night Raid
Around me broods the dim, mysterious Night,
Star-lit and still.
No whisper comes across the Plain,
Asleep beneath the breezes light,
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