Hey My Steady
Welkin Siskin lives in Seattle, Washington. He is the poet of varied nature, who writes on various themes. Poetry for him is the healing ointment of a heart destitute of vision.
He believes that poetry is the play of words, the change of verbs into nouns; the game of words surging through the heart's inside.
His poetry is the yearning for freedom, love, life, and the expression of the Nature that adorns the Universe- the mysterious eternity of the Infinite.
Welkin Siskin
Washington, USA
O my epitome of feminine charm,
Partings ours be for sooner than later,
For shall days ours insisted on be a sham
Of unavailing promise of 07′ winter!
For known are we as an steady and a suitor,
And in skies of lots
Do I but get thee,my hither-to truest bird,
The paragon of beauty,
The engrosser of my heart,
The enchanter of my eyes,
The sweetener of my breaths..
And partings be for long ours,
Sure shall make 012′ winter a loveless one
And is not unbeknowst to you this:
‘Shan’t wait more any,your swain!’