Till the dawn-light ember lilts

The eyes of dawn will make my bed
In the river of some dream,
Where half forgotten limbs will rise
Like vapours on the breeze;
But who will walk or lean on me
Lean against this idle frame?

Who will take my grey-goose quilt?
And rap it around my arms
And say wake my love for I am here
For I am here to stir your lonesome heart
And warm your bones in winter’s dark
Till the dawn-light ember lilts





Poetry by M Heathcote
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Written on 2007-05-30 at 01:00

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Mark this is a wonder ful lyrical poem even your titles exude sophisiticated

they are so pre raphaelite in tone yet with the touch of tennyson and Rupert Brooke well done rgds mike
2007-06-05


BlueyedSoul
Absolutely beautiful. I envy your talent.
~Blue
2007-05-30


Zoya Zaidi
Another beautifuly lyrical poem Heath!
There are some lovely poetic lines here:

"The eyes of dawn will make my bed
In the river of some dream,"

"....Like vapours on the breeze;"

"For I am here to stir your lonesome heart
And warm your bones in winter's dark
Till the dawn-light ember lilts"

I love them all!

(((Hugs)))

Love, Zoya
2007-05-30


gills
:) I enjoyed reading this! -Gills
2007-05-30