Patrick William Kavanagh
Patrick William Kavanagh Poems
To Tina With All My Love.
When First we met, all I had left, was ashes in my hand,
You touched me deeply, in a way, that I may never truly understand.
Heart to heart and mind to mind, as if our very souls were joined,
It seemed that long before we met, our fates already intertwined.
I felt my life was over, in the dark and dismal days before we met,
I was ready then, to leave this, sometimes, bitter world without regret.
You came into my life, and healed my broken heart with patience and with love,
Your friendship came to me, so unexpectedly, a blessing from above.
Although you ...
The Goddess Calls
Who are you?
Strange longing that has crept into my restful soul,
I hear your quiet whisper, but, in words not of my race...
There is nothing in this world is seek, - My cup is full
and yet you call me softly from some distant place.
Are you the whisper in the wind that calls my name?
The Breaking of the waves against some rocky shore?
Or Moonlit shadows rustling in some country lane.