Valentine's Lullaby
In the second month
the fourteenth day dims.
A frozen shadow grows o'erhead
casting black the Lovers' gaze.
Senseless in their headlong haze
to the icy whisper they will not hear:
The siren song of Valentine
Sung through lips, raw sores incarnadine -
Come to me, my love,
My downey pillow,
My tomb...
For interpretive reading by Jed with piano accompaniment by Chuck click below:
http://members.cox.net/chuckrainey/valentine2-14-05.mp3
the fourteenth day dims.
A frozen shadow grows o'erhead
casting black the Lovers' gaze.
Senseless in their headlong haze
to the icy whisper they will not hear:
The siren song of Valentine
Sung through lips, raw sores incarnadine -
Come to me, my love,
My downey pillow,
My tomb...
For interpretive reading by Jed with piano accompaniment by Chuck click below:
http://members.cox.net/chuckrainey/valentine2-14-05.mp3
posted by Chuck and Jed's V-Poem @ 11:05 PM
1 Comments:
At 1:11 PM,
Sherry Platt said…
Hi Chicklette and Uncle Jed!
I just listened to Valentine's Lullaby and began to cry. Ha ha!
You should do this with all the other Poems.
P.S. How about an Easter Poem?
Love you,
Cherry
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