Bill Bob Poems

We have but a second in eternity,
To make a human life divine,
We are but only for a moment truly free,
Till we return to our confine.
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Twilight hours and lambent fires,
Promising thoughts and arresting desires,
Clinquant stars and lunar rays,
Mesonoxian minutes and gloaming haze.
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Cloaked in mystery and an ineffable air,
She bestows favours with comical whimsy,
Providing luck without regard or care,
Her reason notoriously hard to see.
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I know it’s not in my power to stop the stars from falling,
But perhaps I can not look at them as they do,
You said some beauty lay within the spirit of the twilight,
That forever was written in the constellations,
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Oh don't let thy passion break free,
Taciturn and reserved thou should be,
Hearken to Werthur, the poor man,
Who was undone by effusive passion.
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That gilded smile reflecting the summers light,
That gracile grace radiating gentle strength,
Those sapphrine eyes dancing with impassioned might,
That worldly mind perceiving truth with Divine sight.
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