Poems about band
Yet The Timid Cry For "bread"
nor heard the timid cry for "bread"
and yet the band was gone
and that's the skies!
and knew one bird a tune
Yet The Lady Lie
cannot be stifled with narcotic
i only must not change so fair
make summer when the lady lie
and after that there's heaven
and yet the band was gone
Had I Troubled Them
nor how ourselves be justified
if that indeed redeem
and when the heavens disband
and whom you told it to beside
we who have the souls
and drama is never dead
dreams are well but waking's better,
life is what we make of it
for life be love
i wearied too of mine
had i the jewel got
to wander now is my repose
just see if i troubled them
if i should bribe the little bird
i had some things that i called mine
Who Knows But One
i lived on dread; to those who know
who knows but we'd reach the sun?
perhaps he doesn't know the house
there is no diligence like that
i have heard but one
and yet the band was gone
and when so newly dead
and i had been the rose