Born when winds are warmest
When the sun shines high o'erhead,
When the sea tempts and tantalises
And picnics are most oft spread.
Of his mind and heart a genius
We leaf through each printed page
Still warm thoughts, yellowed by time.
His sweet words like music assuage
Anxious souls in need of relief;
Times of serene quietude
Are enhanced and magnified
Like a carefully played etude;
His words dissipate the discord,
The wild cacophony of the World;
Thus, eager hearts gently open
Like laurel leaves lightly unfurled.
Shelley showed such sensitivity,
Such insight for one young in years,
A maturity rarely matched
By the Great Masters, or his peers.
Effulgent emotions emanated
Profusely from his potent pen;
Now dear reader, refreshed and elated,
Savour his thoughts once again!
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Cygnus X-1 (
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Comments1
really like the confident poetic voice
thanks for sharing,
a great dedication, to one of my favourite poet's..
(maybe not as a person, but as a talent
one of the greatest!
penned my favourite start to a poem, ever!)
'Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.'
( https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-27038 )
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