I pray for a ship of gossamer wings,
To ferry me back to whence I came,
I wish to see the centuries past
Till I come once more to that sacred place,
Where I left my heart, my love,
On a silent knoll, on Gaelic soil,
Beneath the shallow shale and stony plain,
On a winter’s cold white snow,
I wish I could remain,
Until I turn to dust upon his grave;
Fair winds, I know will come with spring,
Our spirits will rise to take, at last,
The ship of gossamer wings.
@kdemersdowdall 2016
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Karen DeMers Dowdall
Karen DeMers Dowdall was born in West Hartford, Connecticut. She has lived in Taiwan, Saudi Arabia, and England. Karen has a PhD, MSN, BSN, RN in Nursing from Florida Atlantic University. “Books of every genre teach us about life, how we think, and view the world." She has written poems and little short stories since she was a child. Karen loves art, she enjoys drawing, painting in oils, pastels, colored pencils, and doing portraiture. She has also taken ballet, Jazz, and modern dance since she was three years old and owned her own dance studio.
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Thank you for sharing a beautiful poem.
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Yes, thank you. I wrote it for someone I lost a very long time ago.
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Oh what a fantastic poem…just so beautiful
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I love your cover design the lady in the green with a white rabbit is so magically gorgeous, it definitely draws readers in.
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Hello there, thank you so much. I really love that cover. I wanted readers to know what my site is about. It is about magical realism, poetry, prose, short stories and everything romantic. I love your site as well. Thank you, for your great posts! Your friend, Karen 🙂
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