I'm through with it." And a great strength rose in me, And a white light filled me; Waves of unbearable love washed over me, And I knew I could fight no more. The charge had rolled on I slipped away, Crying, "It is over-over forever-men shall kill no more." I shouted the news, I summoned the soldiers. The tongues of fire came down upon me "Let the guns rot," I said, And the cannon rust Look in your brother's eyes And clasp his hand." So they took me and tried me, But for telling the truth- It will surely be, little mother. In the savage forest When men fought with clubs, The sin we have gorged and glutted With gases and bombs, And machine-guns, And battle-ships of sea and air- A Letter of Farewell No one shall stop us from loving each other. SUPREME LAUGHTER Men laugh When boys stand in the street And fight because each fears the other- THE PLOUGHMAN Under the long fell's stony eaves Striding, he measures out the earth The seasons change, and then return; And, as the unknowing ploughman climbs I wonder long how many times The corn will spring again for me. Gordon Bottomley POEMS MY LADY SURRENDERS How did She abdicate? Was it with soft sighs, And pretty feignings of a lover's state? With altar offerings and rapt vows? And was off across the fields to milk the cows. THE SILENCE When I meet you, I greet you with a stare, Like a poor shy child at a fair. I will not let you love me yet am I weak, I love you so intensely that I cannot speak. When you are gone I stand apart, And whisper to your image in my heart. SENTIMENTS Windswept from where they grew, These tender flowers lie dead. How many things were true Had they been left unsaid! |