Rebekah Gamble Poems
A Solitary Walk
I walked the shore one lonesome night;
a shore so far from your embrace.
I heard the waves lap at the shore
and heard the voice of the sweetly singing sea.
How dark it was; as my world always is
when you are not near to me.
What narrow beam of hallowed light
shown forth from the silent moon!
It comforted me in my despairing solitude
as I knew you may have been looking
at that self-same sky, that self-same moon.
How ancient her comfort is!
How ancient the concept of parted lovers!
I left but a single set
of impressions in the sand,
Purple, Blue And Green
The city shrouded in fog
is unaware of the magic
wrapping itself around the steel
and smoke and lies.
The low cloud
laden with rain
is ready to give birth,
and yet they do not know it.
The hill surrounds one side