Maine’s Far Shore

Kenneth Daniel Wisseman

for Poetry Showcase

Into brown eyes that shine like Eve,
Soft eyes of love that linger leave;
Farewells upon her bonny bosom my dream,
Her sunny locks, caress’d its flowing stream;
I shall always love her with all my heart,
  Though miles apart.

For ten long years I’ve longed so deep for her,
Yet tenfold silence heard, a sound so drear:
Tenebrous bellows spray on Maine’s far shore;
Whence these sweet reveries forevermore,
This song from Helicon with tears impart,
  Though miles apart.

Dreams are sweeter wine when she appears
Upon this parchment, when evening nears;
Sweet ’panion lost to me, my life a span
Of just a blink before we two began;
Our love with pen and Star will always chart,
  Though miles apart.

 

Kenneth Daniel Wisseman
January 4, 2020

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