Madison Julius Cawein

(1865-1914 / the United States)

A Dream Shape - Poem by Madison Julius Cawein

With moon-white hearts that held a gleam
I gathered wild-flowers in a dream,
And shaped a woman, whose sweet blood
Was odour of the wildwood bud.

From dew, the starlight arrowed through,
I wrought a woman's eyes of blue;
The lids that on her eyeballs lay,
Were rose-pale petals of the May.

Out of a rosebud's veins I drew
The flagrant crimson beating through
The languid lips of her, whose kiss
Was as a poppy's drowsiness.

Out of the moonlight and the air
I wrought the glory of her hair,
That o'er her eyes' blue heaven lay
Like some gold cloud o'er dawn of day.

I took the music of the breeze
And water, whispering in the trees,
And shaped the soul that breathed below
A woman's blossom breasts of snow.

A shadow's shadow in the glass
Of sleep, my spirit saw her pass:
And thinking of it now, meseems
We only live within our dreams.

For in that time she was to me
More real than our reality;
More real than Earth, more real than I
The unreal things that pass and die.


Comments about A Dream Shape by Madison Julius Cawein

  • * Sunprincess * (1/22/2016 8:40:00 PM)

    ............an extremely beautiful write...most enchanting ★
    With moon-white hearts that held a gleam
    I gathered wild-flowers in a dream,
    And shaped a woman, whose sweet blood
    Was odour of the wildwood bud.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 2, 2012



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