Deep Mists Of Longing Blur The Land Poem by Christopher John Brennan
Deep Mists Of Longing Blur The Land
Deep mists of longing blur the land
as in your late October eve:
almost I think your hand might leave
its old caress upon my hand —
for sure this floating world of dream
hath touch'd that far reality
of memory's heaven; nor would I deem
the chance a strange one, if to thee
my feet should stray ere fall the night,
or, reaching to that lucent shore,
these eyes should wake on tenderer light
to greet the spring and thee once more.
A thoughtfully envisioned love song expressing longing for meeting the love gone away.
The sad tenderness of loss so well and gently set out in this short poem.
excellent - if to thee my feet should stray ere fall the night- - -these eyes should wake on tenderer light to greet the spring /// great pen
Floating world of dreams... reaching to that lucent shore and deep mists of longing." Great expressions deserving classic poem of the day.
for sure this floating world of dream hath touch'd that far reality of memory's heaven; .....so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem is well executed by Christopher John Brennan.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 2:23:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a wonderful poem by Christopher John Brennan......................