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...
Monday, June 13, 2022
JENNY LIND
to Jenny Lind on the curve of Song
Hans Andersen wrote
in a rose leafed scrawl
to Jenny Lind.
to Jenny Lind on a mermaid shore
Hans Andersen cried
oh evermore I loved you, Jenny Lind.
but song is brief and life is wronged sometimes oh Jenny
my muted swan
drifts on the current and passes by
but Jenny Lind cannot espy
the awkward heart that is so nigh.
tin soldiering on he still salutes
Jenny Lind with the voice of a lute
Jenny Lind.
Jenny Lind in a pale blue shawl
why do you turn your face to the wall
and cast his embroidery out to sea
he only made for love of thee.
mary angela douglas 16 march 2020
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