Annie Cordelia Adams Poems

We Stand unlike acquaintances
Across the field, in mere view
The grey, overcast world is new
I sit at my desk, writing you
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Ever gaping clouds dance on the morrow,
and cover the Sun with a blanket of sorrow:
For I do not wish to see the sun go down
beneath the cloud’s glass shot pearl hue.
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sail on with life under your ship:
tasty Telling blue water;
as the wind shifts the waves
from north to west, its daughter
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everything is much more beautiful
when you paint a picture of the sea
not the sand or the sky
though there is fire burning bright
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I could write a book
and title it 'I once saw you'
but never would the script be sought
as words that say 'I love you'
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Sea, your cannon reaching waves:
I’ll stop not to bring your rock splitting waves
to me. They find the horizon and the Sea
a mixed blessing, but I call it grace for eternity.
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To whom this poem is written
I do not know, but I shall show
And you perhaps will take this well
What I know to come and hides in veil
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'T is I who write in the bleak of night
When Shadow lurks and Barrows fright
But have I yet to write my heart,
To venture where I would to never depart?
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Is there an Ocean that does say freely:
Dear One, come toward me,
But stand from afar, you grieved!
And I will say to you, Look, here is eternity
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What is the sea, for it never ends
It looms around the horizon’s bend
I follow it as I transcend
The ceaseless waters make great lament
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