MOM POEMS, LOVE POEMS and WAR POEMS

Thy face is far from this our war,
Our call and counter-cry,
I shall not find Thee quick and kind,
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This one is entering her teens,
Ripe for sentimental scenes,
Has picked a gangling unripe male,
Sees herself in bridal veil,
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Romance was always young.
You come today
Just eight years old
With marvellous dark hair.
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I WILL make you brooches and toys for your delight
Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.
I will make a palace fit for you and me,
Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.
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No Romance sold unto
Could so enthrall a Man
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Parent of golden dreams, Romance!
Auspicious Queen of childish joys,
Who lead’st along, in airy dance,
Thy votive train of girls and boys;
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Romance, who loves to nod and sing
With drowsy head and folded wing
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
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So often when I am embracing you,
It seems that you exist in this world
only because of me and I exist because of you.
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Breathless kisses
Burning touches
Soft-spoken words of love
Urgently spoken words of passion.
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
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