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Christopher Thor Britt

Christopher Thor Britt, 2 january 2012

Silvia

O Silvia, my Silvia…where in this lonesome hour
Can my heart with sweet abandon find you there?
If chance upon the wind, you do float as lotus flower
Would on my earthen bed you gladly fare?
 
I am your silent lover…though cloaked in gentile guise
With lips, mine own affection would I treat you
And in the twilight’s gloaming your embrace there would I prize
If fate would look away while there I greet you.
 
O suitors, I commend thy will to win dear Silvia’s hand
While exile finds me close enough to see
Yet mark this, would be lovers, her hand there you may find
But her gentle heart was offered first to me.

                                                           ~Christopher Thor Britt


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Christopher Thor Britt

Christopher Thor Britt, 2 january 2012

Siren’s Song

I long for the open sea while gentle waves call to me in my sleep
Dreams of fresh air and a boundless horizon
Though no words ride the clean night air
I hear her song and know her voice.
 
Stand I at waters' edge while the moon bids her rise to greet me
To embrace her as she beckons me to follow
To become one with her
Or perish in the striving
 
Grounded, here I stand in the dry shifting sand
Afraid to plunge into the depths
I am rooted…captive
Denied passage to that distant horizon
 
O happy tide, would that I were as free as thee
                                                                                                                
                                                          ~By Christopher Thor Britt


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Christopher Thor Britt

Christopher Thor Britt, 30 december 2011

By Your Side


Late morning rays feel their way up the bedroom wall
A reminder that the day had just begun
Cool sheets hug your contour and on me also fall
As I, first to wake, do loathe the sun.

Still, I lay there awed by your face in morning light
Your look of sweet repose calls out to me
A sigh escapes your parted lips in memory of the night
With a playful smile, brief though it may be.

When at last my love, your eyes they opened wide
Into my own they found me deep in wonder
From dream to waking dream there I lay still by your side
And from your side I never more will wander.

                                                 ~Christopher Thor Britt


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Other poems: Twice Born, To the East, Passing Regret, Awen's Call, How Blessed Am I, Raven and the Fox (Reprise), Before the Sun Goes Down, O Love, My Love, Once More, First Embrace, In Your Eyes, No Place to Hide (A Lament), Fair Memory, Love Letter, Dreams Unseen, When I Look At You, Above the Blue Twilight, Thought and Memory (Huginn and Muninn), Passing Regret, Daffodil Dreams, Silvia, Siren’s Song, By Your Side,
 

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