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By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
On a black throne reigns upright,
The mist has left the greening plain,
The dew-drops shine like fairy rain,
The coquette rose awakes again
Her lovely self adorning.
Sounds of singing birds so early in the morn
Is a beauty in life that no one can adorn.
Soothing peace of waves gently caressing the sand
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Came loud--and hark, again ! loud as before.
The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
If heaven loved not the wine,
A Wine Star would not be in heaven;
If earth loved not the wine,
The Wine Spring would not be on the earth.
Mother - The divine Mother,
On the road to save Her Child,
The sun is couched, the sea-fowl gone to rest,
And the wild storm hath somewhere found a nest;
Air slumbers--wave with wave no longer strives,
Only a heaving of the deep survives,
The flood of recession
has shaken the foundation
of house of hope,
built on land of optimism
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
A pen--to register; a key--
That winds through secret wards
Are well assigned to Memory
By allegoric Bards.
God the creator
The sight of the hills is a beauty
The bright moon is the sign of purity
The flow of the river is a murmuring music
The act of the sun is so philanthropic.
Oh Lara, let me tell you
If I may, this one more time,
How much I really love you,
In poetry and in rhyme.
My childhood's home I see again,
And sadden with the view;
from Memories of President Lincoln
It ought to be lovely to be old
to be full of the peace that comes of experience
and wrinkled ripe fulfilment.
As I listen in the shade of the setting sun, the birds serenade my senses, as I close my eyes the melody washes over me soothing my soul. Im transported to forgotten childhood memories and I remember when time stood still.
Michael Cochrane © 2023
The day is done, the sun has set,
The busy world is now at rest.
The night has come, the stars are bright,
Inviting us to sleep tonight.
oh sing to me profound lover. you fill me with passion. with desire. with need. your enticing embrace fills my body with soothing peace. the warmth of your cushioned bosom seeps into my very bones, revitalizing the sleeping innocence within. you are the lover of fire, may i touch you with my flames, as you never burn. you are the lover of water. may i drown you in my depth, as you never drown. lover of my soul. you are metaphorically prismatic. and authentically charming. i am but a current that is swayed by the blossoms beauty. take me into your fold that i may join with you eternal. to relinquish not before the ties to death take me into the utterings of the song of silence
Island of my heart, gulls swoop on the crest of the waves. Watching the fishermen come ashore. To gaze on the horizon, soothing dreams of you, caressing me in your wings and love.
Michael Cochrane © 2022
Green leaves, soft yellow petals, nature's beauty you rise towards the sun and the light. Spreading joy to the beholder, lifting our hearts and soothing our souls.
Michael Cochrane © 2022
#A Mundane tale of love # 1. In sweat soaked moments of mid summer closeness, the strokes of love came as less soulful than the soothing rain. Tossing in pleasant dismay while clogged to a tiring sheet of loveless aroma and mindless dreams. Evading the distance of creepy loneliness and stoic routine, often lulled to sleep by the giddy delight of old coital games. 2. He who never gave her a rose now gave her a tiny garden of greens, with flowers and bonsai trees, potted pomegranates and grape vines, and she waters them all with withered and waned delight, while he waits for the big overflowing waters of the red River to recede in a distant land of unsolicited solitude.
Soothing staccato moods of rhythms telling stories to all who listen interiorly, being attuned and avidly being enlivened through tempos as they fall into the lap of musicians, poets, artists loving this quaint atmosphere within.
Sitting beneath a giant old tree that's giving shade and a peaceful sound as the wind gently blows across a patio where a band is now playing, it's such a wonderful place of beauty right here in our own back yard.
Solitude and an ebony darkness entering rhythms being found among shadows of yesterday, finding soothing melodies that will continue to arrive.
Many measures of songs to be sung in this life, not to be left on sidelines of what's been reflected in mirror images seeming to last through an eternity that will not let go, only holding onto the essence of a future life.
Rings of rhythms captured and holding together a life of strength and beauty, noticing rewards of being faithful and loving throughout this earthly life.
An invigorating voice that could tame the wild beasts of Africa, soothing all who stop to listen, watching remnants of yesterday flowing softly into each day.
Psychology of a personality being sung in a song, funny yet solemn as a female in a chronic and toxic state of mind not able to make up her mind on whether to get married or not.
Inconclusive, unsure, not quite timid, in a mood not very soothing, heart dissatisfied completely with a picture of self as an insecure woman.
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