"Wanderer above a Sea of Fog" by Caspar David Friedrich‘To Solitude’ and Other Poetry by Morgan Downs The Society August 9, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 4 Comments To Solitude Come, Solitude, my first and truest friend! Long hours of careless converse burden me, And I have need of hospitality Such as art thou alone meet with to lend. What synthesis my past encounters blend, What sweetness in the cup of memory Or bitter bile, I taste apart with thee, Who knowest how to mark the differend. Thereafter, let us leave such things and go, For friends have too a present route to know: Pacing along the steepy height of stone To write upon the zephyr vision’s name, Or in the bed of night, lying alone, To read in prose or rhyme the worth of fame. Sometimes I Ruminate on What Is Past Sometimes I ruminate on what is past, As well on those who now, apart from me, Traverse their time in distant secrecy, Chasing their mortal moment to the last. We are or were of common feeling cast, And search in even measures longingly, But whom one knows one finds but chancingly, Oblivious ashes littered on the blast. The former hours bathed in the spring of mirth, The distant piles of warm-caressing worth, Where are they now? Whither their steps involve? Their ears are shut, their steps unfeeling sands; One moment’s wake in shadow’s cloying hands, They mind me not; Death laughs at my resolve. Morgan Downs is a poet in his 20s living in Massachusetts. Related Post ‘Summer Storm’ by Dave Blanchard As forecast now the sound of her arriving… That distant rumble from the driveway heard; A nearer clap, as though the night reviving Within the rush... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 4 Responses Satyananda Sarangi August 10, 2017 Both the poems have such depth in them that I thought I had been reading some ancient legendary poet. More power to your pen. Best wishes and Regards Reply Morgan Downs August 10, 2017 Thanks for the kind words, I really appreciate it. Reply Sultana Raza August 10, 2017 I appreciate the feel of the poems, the atmosphere they create, as well as the painting chosen to illustrate them. Reply David Hollywood August 11, 2017 Lovely reflective poetry with a forlorn tone running through them.Well done and thank you. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.