Jonathan ROBIN Poems
|2361.||Research On Cinderella - After Shel Silverstein In Search Of Cinderella||6/12/2008|
|2362.||My Familiar Dream - Translations Paul Verlaine – Mon Rêve Familier||10/29/2006|
My Familiar Dream - Translations Paul Verlaine – Mon Rêve Familier
I often have some strange and striking dreams
about an unknown girl, of love we share,
each time the same, each time a different air
about her swirls, who understands it seems.
She loves and understands me, from her beams
a crystal pure dismissing strife and care.
She, only, eases heart-ache and despair,
soothing pain with tears’ refreshing streams.
She’s blond, brunette, reflecting russet gleams?
I know not, nor her name and voice though fair
and sounding-soft if feels, far off I swear,
like loved ones Life has banished from its schemes.
Steamroller Time seems strange, so swift to wreak
dire punishment on empires far and wide.
terminating erstwhile terrestrial pride
grass razes towers, airing dungeon's reek.
Too often lands fall into hands of clique,
of rogues defrauding poor of store, backslide,
maturing Nature bides its time to chide
trumped vanity Pride falls from zenith peak.