Poems by Coleman Helena Jane
In October
... hoing halls, For Summer with its golden bounty callsTo hearts that still with youth and promise beat ...
Marching Men
... ,On their lips an ancient name,Cleaving hearts and lives asunder,Trampling thrones and empires under ...
Night among the Thousand Islands
... Slip stealthily away, and we are wooedBack to the healing, half-forgotten ways Of peace and solitude ...
The Recruit
... thought Of this dark world's horizon rim,Some star of faith by us uncaught Swung into range for him ...
