Collected Poems of John Holmes
Holmes, John A., Jr.
2002
Four Songs
Four Songs
1. In the night and in the rain, And in the sunny summer days Love came beautifully. Came by curious ways. | |
Time was not time then Hearts were as a flame. There was neither time nor place When love came, when love came. | |
2. You held my heart to lightly In eager careless hands When I go to give it whole to you Had broken iron bands. | |
Life could not have taught you How fragile things may break, Nor when it fell small pity For even my poor sake. | |
3. Autumn went crying in the hills that year Under a leaden sky. Yet neither the hill nor tree nor windy rain Cried lonelier than I. | |
October went reluctantly along. Her leaf brown hillside track; You never knew or cared when I had gone How long that I looked back. | |
4. Time dulls the sharpest pain, I think, And it is easy to forget. They tell me this. It must be true. It must be true...and yet..... | |
But something cold is in me. I might pass you anywhere, And see your face and eyes light up; I would hardly care. It was not the buying songs from him. I knew. It needed more than him To deceive who have bought And lost so long. I did not buy a song from him. He had filled his bag with lost things That a girl sings. I stood my small songs in a little row. | |
And I think I got back from him Something I had lost long ago. | |