MY LADY IS LOVELY
My lady is lovely, my lady is fair;
She walks in the noonday, glistening light
To the square, to the veranda, dreaming of the night,
In soft, saline breezes which sail through her hair,
Perfuming her tresses, gleaming in the sun.
She wanders amid the statuary,
Gathering blooms with delicacy,
Where slender, lavender brooklets run.
Her face is of an angel's, her eyes are of the sky,
They are sweet and of the eve, gently do they glow,
Like rain upon the streams, which glitter as they flow;
She meditates on love alone, pining with a sigh.
And when the alabaster moon ascends, she strolls amid the ponds,
Beneath the fragrant boughs, beneath the minty-scented fronds.
Book Description
A Lady Fair and Other Poems explores in aesthetic detail the manifold realms of the human experience. Infused with meter, measure and rhyme, the verse contained within this volume is impressionistic, rapturous and passionate. The themes within this book are varied, yet all of the poems are intertwined. Within this book is found the poetic diary of a sailor, who wanders as a troubadour through the countless gardens of a gilded world.
Author: John Lars Zwerenz
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