Kiss of Life

Kevin Michael Bloor

When weak and weary sets the sun

on my sad, sleeping soul,

and blood-red moon will not arise

to comfort and console...

 

When willows weep and dungeons deep

depress my dreaming mind,

and nightingale, poor prince of pain,

sweet song he cannot find...

 

When I am groaning, girt with grief,

and star from ancient time

breaks through, with beam, to light my cell,

but cannot make life rhyme...

 

When lonely, like a shipwrecked tar

upon a sea-swept shore,

where dreary days turn into years,

and I can take no more...

 

She comes to me, on angel wings,

to raise me from the dead,

revives me with her kiss of life,

 dries all the tears I've shed.

 

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 4th, 2021 05:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 22
  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments4

  • L. B. Mek

    wonderful, I recognise this work or maybe just the picture? not sure
    another wonderfully worded dedication, thanks for sharing:
    'When willows weep and dungeons deep
    depress my dreaming mind,
    and nightingale, poor prince of pain,
    sweet song he cannot find...'
    this verse made me think of Keat's 'Ode to a nightingale'
    remixed with Poe's 'Annabel Lee'
    (coincidentally, the very last poem Poe published),
    specifically this lines (I altered some words, ahem..):
    'For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful *Lorraine*;
    And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful *Lorraine*;
    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
    Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,'..
    link to Poe's unaltered version, in all its originally worded glory:
    ( https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-22550 )

    • Kevin Michael Bloor

      I've used the picture before (Lorraine & me at age 18) Thank you LB. I've always loved the Annabel Lee poem - thanks for the link and the full feedback. I truly appreciate it.

    • orchidee

      Good write Kevin.

    • Accidental Poet

      No love so deep as that of your deepest well. Very heart felt Kevin. ; ) AP.

    • Goldfinch60

      She will always be with you.

      Andy



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