Poems by Margaret Widdemer
The Old Kings
... " They have donned their wingéd helms, ...
Dream Death
... But when he came who should have known ...
I Took His Dreams
... Light hope, a foolish thing, ...
Denial
... And it all would have been so simple for God, ...
Lost Counsel
... You would smile and be silent, ...
The Wakened God
... There were gold chains about his hands ...
The Gypsy Star
... They never could hold the Gypsy Star to the roads where my feet must go! ...
Tea
... THEY'VE flowers and cakes and candle-light, ...
I Was Still A Child
... With all-wondering eyes ...
The Masters
... Star-enthrilled the night: ...
The Garden
... Grant that children laugh there now among its green and gold, ...
Unfaith
... . . . Why do you have the love in your eyes ...
Mother-Prayer
... Keep their hearts white though grief cling to them ...
The Wood-Path
... And fields of whispering wheat ...
Dream-House
... . . But I went from the house of the Lady of Dreams ...
