Treasure Island

Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

Alone


I’ve listened: and all the sounds I heard
Were music,—wind, and stream, and bird.
With youth who sang from hill to hill
I’ve listened: my heart is hungry still.

I’ve looked: the morning world was green;
Bright roofs and towers of town I’ve seen;
And stars, wheeling through wingless night.
I’ve looked: and my soul yet longs for light.

I’ve thought: but in my sense survives
Only the impulse of those lives
That were my making. Hear me say
‘I’ve thought!’—and darkness hides my day.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Chrissie Scriven (9/29/2009 7:24:00 AM)

    Wow, this has to be one of the best poems i have come across so far. Well done, you should be proud x (Report) Reply

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