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Poem by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal Gone To touch the glove upon her tender hand, To watch the jewel sparkle in her ring, Lifted my heart into a sudden song As when the wild birds sing. To touch her shadow on the sunny grass, To break her pathway through the darkened wood, Filled all my life with trembling and tears And silence where I stood. I watch the shadows gather round my heart, I live to know that she is gone Gone gone for ever, like the tender dove That left the Ark alone. Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal's other poems: Poems of the other poets with the same name: 1325 Views |
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