Representative Poetry Online
On this day: June 12th
Random Poem of the Day
1TURN in, my lord, she said ;
2 As it were the Father of Sin
3I have hated the Father of the Dead,
4 The slayer of my kin ;
5By the Father of the Living led,
6 Turn in, my lord, turn in.
7We were foes of old ; thy touch was cold,
8 But mine is warm as life ;
9I have struggled and made thee loose thy hold,
10 I have turned aside the knife.
11Despair itself in me was bold,
12 I have striven, and won the strife.
13But that which conquered thee and rose
14 Again to earth descends ;
15For the last time we have come to blows.
16 And the long combat ends.
17The worst and secretest of foes,
18 Be now my friend of friends.