Oh, how I love the Winter Sun
which glints and glimmers free-
spills upon the ocean wave
and sparkles upon the Sea:
Oh, how I love that Winter Scene
God grant that I may ever dream
and see a different Winter Gleam
In a place serene:
And the sparkle in the tree:
as the ocean birds
warm their wings
in a windvale lee;
It glanced upon the lily pond
Came down to the shining sea
where a wonderful palm frond
waved back and forward to me:
And out on that glittering sea
Beckoned awhile a beautiful boat
Gleaming bright
upon the ocean white:
Rocking to and fro
upon the ocean breeze
Taking me
To wherever I please?
On the horizon
The glint of the sun
This I knew
was the one,
The boat of my Dreams:
Get on, get on
get on with the tide
the call of Nature is on your side:
the breeze was right
the time was night
and on to this ship I embarked
And now it was a
Dream of mine
gliding along the brine
Looked up and saw a pine,
Shadowy branches
Spreading all along
a breaking surf incline;
and upon this golden ship
could be an achor over to climb
for a future
way past time:-
This golden light
ever bright
springs forth amongst the trees-
Golden Splendour
My Delight
Greenery, symmetrically
A bird haven, shelter
which beauty about decrees:
This winter light
sparkles white
glinting bright
on a distant land:
where pink-tinged clouds
touch lightly on golden sand
in a powder blue haze
of an orange sunset maze;
and distant birds call a night retreat
onward,
gracefully gliding,
wings flapping on a silent beat:
And the noble green
where dancing shadows
flicker in-between
the tall poplar, fig and rose
on a distant shore.
Oh, for me a
distant slip
Where forever
lands,
A Golden Horizon
burns ever so bright:
And golden were the tomorrows I could
see
on this enchantment-filled sea-trip;
Imaginings, imaginings
If only this were true-
To sail across the ocean blue
to a distant shore
with colours of every hue:
This, I say, to my regret
A land where once there was a Crown
and the gold-fish danced beside the
ship
the dolphins frolicked
in their play
At the closing of the day;
The sails went up,
the winds did whirl
About and about
A glorious show
As sails unfurl;
A place where people
would bow and clasp your hand:
Oh, help me, Master, to understand
That as I sail to another land
the truth alone I see in mine own eyes
Not difficulties in another guise:
with beauty, truth
the perspective clears
and hope our Master
always hears-
I see light come from the grey
Banish all my thoughts away
There is beauty in the day
And for peace
I will always pray.
Come let us form a circle for our
friends
And light a candle for this hope
And clap together our hands
for in giving peace
we give scope
for people visiting other lands.
A new life prospers true
And gives the day a new spark
Taking me from days of dark
If I could only see
A wonderful world
A place to be
wherever you may be.
Sandra, thank you for finding and following me. What a pleasure to come to your blog and read your beautiful poem. It takes me to oceans and sea (my favourite places). Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI've just developed a blog problem where blogger is not displaying my new posts. So if you put me on your blogroll you may not get any updates, but I post on Fridays and Mondays usually.
Nice to meet you
Denise
Hello Denise
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind message. I also love the oceans and sea!
I will look out for your posts on Mondays and Fridays.
It is also nice to find your blog and I love reading romantic fiction. It is inspirational for me to meet an author on a blog and read the posts or sometimes at a library talk. It is also encouraging.
My best wishes to you from Sandra