John A. Hancock Poems

Death becomes beauty when autumn
Kisses the forest trees
Creating a sea of brilliant colours
As far as the eye can see
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Again my lips they hath betray'd
My heart that lies within
Spoke I too soon at hope's behest
Once more the fool I've been
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Let bloom your fragrant garden
Velvet petals unfurling rose buds to explore
All my senses o'er whelm'd by scent'd treasure
As I knock with a sweet kiss upon thy silky door
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Gently, gently shall I kiss thy lips
For thou hast a taste I can't resist
Sweet like honey and red like wine
Tis that budding rose passion doth define
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Of visions glean'd o'er years gone by
Behind twitching lashes closed in sleep
Lie shadows of an ill used life
In abundent dreams of grief
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Of Love's immortal song it sings
When two hearts beat as one
An o'er flourish'd melody
Hope and dreams for decades sung
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Nights seem endless whilst winter reigns
How such a dreary season can carry on
Making droll dawn's rising sun
When nary a bird the morning greets in song
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Her eyes were dark jet black like coal
Fill'd with passion and desire
Like glowing embers they slowly burn'd
Helplessly I was drawn to their mystic fire
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My love for thee springs eternal, thy beauty
Be as the flowers that bloom brightly upon a summers day
For thou art lovely as a meadow's breeze my love
Soft and delicate as the gentle rains in May
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Thou art like a pretty flower amongst the weeds
A rare orchid to adore
One sight of thee be'stills my heart
Truly a poet's essense of amour
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