I have been reading poetry since I was very little. My obsession started over two decades ago with Edgar Allen Poe. I have just finished my first book of poetry 'Genesis of Salvation' and am in the process of having it published. I am starting on my next book 'Stellae Errantes' in March; it will be a year-long endeavor.
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Brett White Poems
Thou Art A Rolling Sea of Poetry...
Thou art a soft Rolling Sea of Poetry, Rolling, rolling, rolling all day o'er me. Graceful and light thine eyes spark such Great Fires Inside of my Spirit that these Desires
Thank you for allowing me to be here.
Thank you for allowing me to be here: To feel To know the Falling Rain and to Appreciate its embrace -
Frost-kiss'd Stars Gleam in God's Glory Tonight: Surrounded within thou Halo'd Moonlight - Only Half-Smiling, Cover'd, and Half-Shown; Beauty, Sweet-Child, awaits thee once thou'rt Grown.
Sometimes The Sun Shines In The Darkest ...
Sometimes the Sun shines in the darkest places, Bringing Light where only deepest traces Of Pain in Love can be found. And profound Longing trickles with the Brook's saddest sound,
Love Poem for Sara Marie
The Gentle Swaying Trees Slough their Dying Leaves; And only God truly sees Eternal Love which conceives-
Lord, Give me Guidance
Lord, Give me Guidance, Give me Grace, Give me your Heavenly Embrace. My Heart longs for just the chance
The gentle breeze calms my mind.
The gentle breeze calms my mind. Solace in Nature in Times of Need, I find: Redemption Eternal - internal growth, Leads me to excel past the faults I loathe.
When Fate conspires to spoil...
When Fate conspires to spoil my Heart's desires; And through the toil, An outside force conspires
As the Wheels of Time Grind
As the Wheels of Time Grind, Slowly the Pain eases in my weary mind; When ev'ry thought doth seem to remind- mem'ries of thee I now find...
Hypnotized by the Ice, Lights Fade Into a Deep Sleep which calls me Softly into Serenity, Where All of my Lost Dreams are Laid.
Arpeggio of Delight
Let me sing an Arpeggio of Delight- A minor key melody unto Night, An ode to Capella, the Moon, and Light.
Veilèd in the quick embrace of warm clouds- The moon shineth proudly and She astounds... The keenest skeptic of God's perfect Grace- Symmetrically waning - Her pale face
Thy Soul's Hue
When All the World's at Rest- And Children sleep wearily on their Mother's Breast- When I think of the times avec toi, I am blessed.
Heaven - All of thine Energies Poureth.....
Heaven - All of Thine Energies Poureth forth in Her Eyes - as 'twere thy Moonlit Skies; 'Tis Starlit Fire in thine Eyes - I Adoreth; 'Swere conceal'd within: All Divinities
Comments about Brett White
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
Thou Art A Rolling Sea of Poetry...
Thou art a soft Rolling Sea of Poetry,
Rolling, rolling, rolling all day o'er me.
Graceful and light thine eyes spark such Great Fires
Inside of my Spirit that these Desires
Ne'er seem'st to fade into lighter Amber
Hues than the glow of a Burning Ember.
Embers in my Soul burn only for thee,
My Love, wash'd o'er with thy soft wind daily.
Libra, just another Name for my Heart;
Venus, just another Ray thou impart
Unto my Soul's Aura effortlessly;
And thy Smile spreads sunshine so easily
Across fading mountian ranges' last breath
Of Day as they slowly ...