Poems by Mark

Sort by : 
  • As I do list the highlights left of me
    In twilight of my life through memoirs' reel...

  • O' sandy shells, o' sandy shells, I know;
    Why pearly armors 'neath the sand conceal...

  • O' how I miss and mourn for mother's voice
    That swiftly passed like Autumn's southern breeze...

  • If I had breath to give but one last word
    Could love weight all my brimful heart's outpour...

  • I'm in between the festive year of new
    and tied by thought within the others past...

  • Depression is; a desert well of sand
    no water drops are left to tear the pain...

  • The cyclic seasons give a cause in soul
    to view the mortal realm in seasons gone...

  • Confession, me? Could I repent my time
    And weary be, my pupils then to see...

  • When mind's own memoirs wither down to bone
    then whom shall know my love in distant years...

  • When mine eyes near to close - for truest sleep
    then best her gentle hand beside me hold...

  • If I could shrink an ailing body piece
    then from my chest dilute the torrid pain...

  • When I shall die, in spring I will return
    in budding maze of rainbow flowered plush...