Love poems

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My Home

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

This is the place that I love the best,
A little brown house, like a ground-bird's nest,
Hid among grasses, and vines, and trees,
Summer retreat of the birds and bees.

Communism

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

When my blood flows calm as a purling river,
When my heart is asleep and my brain has sway,
It is then that I vow we must part for ever,
That I will forget you, and put you away

Our Blessings

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Sitting to-day in the sunshine,
That touched me with fingers of love,
I thought of the manifold blessings
God scatters on earth, from above;

If

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Dear love, if you and I could sail away,
With snowy pennons to the wind unfurled,
Across the waters of some unknown bay,
And find some island far from all the world;

Under the light of the silver moon
We two sat, when our hearts were young;
The night was warm with the breath of June,
And loud from the meadow the cricket sung,
And darker and deeper, oh, love, than the sea,
Were your dear eyes, as they beamed to me.

Momus, God Of Laughter

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Though with gods the world is cumbered,
Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered,
Never god was known to be
Who had not his devotee.
So I dedicate to mine,
Here in verse, my temple-shrine.

Life

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

All in the dark we grope along,
And if we go amiss
We learn at least which path is wrong,
And there is gain in this.

Sorrow's Uses

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

The uses of sorrow I comprehend
Better and better at each years end.Deeper and deeper I seem to see
Why and wherefore it has to beOnly after the dark, wet days
Do we fully rejoice in the suns bright rays.Sweeter the crust tastes after the fast

Moon And Sea

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

You are the moon, dear love, and I the sea:
The tide of hope swells high within my breast,
And hides the rough dark rocks of lifes unrest
When your fond eyes smile near in perigee.

Lost

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

You left me with the autumn time;
When the winter stripped the forest bare,
Then dressed it in his spotless rime;
When frosts were lurking in the air
You left me here and went away.
The winds were cold; you could not stay.

Thanksgiving

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

There's not a day in all the year
But holds some hidden pleasure,
And looking back, joys oft appear
To brim the past's wide measure.

I Will Be Worthy Of It

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

It
I may not reach the heights I seek,
My untried strength may fail me;
Or, halfway up the mountain peak

Answered Prayers

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

I prayed for riches, and achieved success;
All that I touched turned into gold. Alas!
My cares were greater and my peace was less,
When that wish came to pass.

My Ships

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

If all the ships I have at sea
Should come a-sailing home to me,
From sunny lands, and lands of cold,
Ah well! the harbor could not hold
So many sails as there would be
If all my ships came in from sea.

All That Love Asks

All that I ask, 'says Love, 'is just to stand
And gaze, unchided, deep in thy dear eyes;
For in their depths lies largest Paradise.
Yet, if perchance one pressure of thy hand
Be granted me, then joy I thought complete
Were still more sweet.

Joy

My heart is like a little bird
That sits and sings for very gladness.
Sorrow is some forgotten word,
And so, except in rhyme, is sadness.

Are you Loving Enough?

Are you loving enough? There is some one dear,
Some one you hold as the dearest of all
In the holiest shrine of your heart.
Are you making it known? Is the truth of it clear

Reunited

Let us begin, dear love, where we left off;
Tie up the broken threads of that old dream;
And go on happy as before; and seem
Lovers again, though all the world may scoff.

One Of Us Two

The day will dawn when one of us shall hearken
In vain to hear a voice that has grown dumb.
And morns will fade, noons pale, and shadows darken,
While sad eyes watch for feet that never come.

A Holiday

The Husband
Impossible! You women do not know
The toil it takes to make a business grow.
I cannot join you until very late,
So hurry home, nor let the dinner wait.