by Richard Gildea | Jul 30, 2013 | Poetry
“Wouldst taketh of my hand and lead me home?” A plaintiff cry from one not blessed to see How then I thought, couldst I be free to roam With n’er but half such trust to give, as thee Whilst guiding her I felt a gentle calm Pass over me; I know not whence it came Her...
by Richard Gildea | Jul 29, 2013 | Poetry
I hold you in my heart, midst fight for life When all about seems dark bereft of light Just where to turn for refuge from such strife Appears to be as ever, out of sight “Pray lean on me” that I may dab your tears What strength I have ‘tis yours if thou...
by Richard Gildea | Jul 26, 2013 | Poetry
Coquettishness at play, brings warmth of sun Enticing of my heart with practiced guile Bewitched in truth by trail of smoking gun I willingly accept the proffered smile All wariness succumbs to measured charm Tho’ mindful that the hurt could cause one pain By...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2013 | Poetry
Like soldier ants we move in scurried form In labyrinthine world beneath our feet Such numbers which at times appear to swarm Until dispensing horde upon the street To bid the world farewell when entering Doth escalate in beating of one’s heart For claustrophobics,...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 24, 2013 | Poetry
Her wan complexion cloak’d ‘neath veil o’er face Unfeigned attempt to hide what pains the heart Retreat from life now gathering apace Corporeal existence nigh depart Ensnaring web of loneliness hath wrought An unfulfilling life yet deemed to last Blithe spirits...
