Poems about magic
Seen Magic Through The Ignorance Steals
upon the ignorance steals
seen magic through the fright
he flung a hand full at the plain
oh, when the squirrel fills his pockets
that if the spirit like to hide
that darkness is about to pass,
and that by right that he
since no one know his circumstance
if the life be too surrendered
nor myself to him by accent
Forget It In My Hand
seen magic through the fright
and when some night bold slashing clouds
discern d still withholden
best horizon gone
forget it lord of them
i'd give to live that hour again
if other news there be
for they've never gone
you beg him not to go
when i could take it in my hand
i had not had but for yourself
i thought it would be opposite
i'm glad i don't believe it
i fear me this circumference
we learned the whole of love
Is A Book I Have A Book I
seen magic through the fright
tall like the stag would that?
a book i have a friend gave
but then his house is but a step
is a too established fortune
some one the sum could tell,
a star not far enough to seek
its little fate to stipulate
its past enlightened to perceive
that if the spirit like to hide