This week we have two poems, by G Orford and Jean Batram.
LADY IN WHITE
She walks through the castle in the still of the night
Many speak of the lady dressed in white
Her hair is long and slightly wild her face has a smile of an innocent child
Her life was taken one stormy night while gathering wood to make warmth and light
Nobody know what happened it seems, all that was heard were pitiful screams
Her body vanished without a trace
The only thing found was a piece of white lace
What happened to her on that fateful night remains a secret forever locked tight?
But whenever the moon shines on the castle wall if you listen carefully you can hear her call.
LOVE IS ALL
I’m dazzled by the moonlight –
Blinded by the sun,
I see no sense or reason –
Now that love has come,
I’m living in an alien land –
No more this life seems real
and anyone who’s been in love will know just how I feel.