My pearlescent poems for you, my very best selected from my other blog TO THE RUSSIAN POETS at angelidicuoremare.blogspot.com which strangely, I can no longer edit nor add to. Anyway, welcome to the new blog my friend which is a culling of many colours and all for you in the name of lovely God, and the Trinity and my mother, Mary Adalyn Young-Douglas and other dear loved ones, of which you, also, dear reader, shine like an unnumbered Star. God bless YOU and worldwide lovely enduring POETRY...
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
I ONLY SEE
back then we thought the emerald way
would always be ours
the golden hours of play
the witches few.
the curse lifted in the midnight tome
the Kingdom sparkle under a new moon.
how I have yearned for you,
lost fairy tale worlds
your silvered spinning-...
at every hour I must be winning back
and follow every track of, every trace
the grim have erased.
let the race be to the swift
and the lid be lifted on the miseries.
I only see blue fairied Hope
the ferry to the green slopes of Avalon and
the King Returning, the end of wrongs
and hear: the vast, autumnal Airs-
the rubied orb of Song.
mary angela douglas 23 august 2018
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