William C. Devine

Glendale, Arizona

For as long as I've been able to write letters to my friends and acquaintances I usually managed to make up a little stanza to head my correspondence; one appropriate to the contents to follow. My poems tend to be guided by my philosophic outlook on life which is on the positive side, I've never written on the negative or violent moods. While I have read most of the better known writers works, I can only feel sorry for authors whose poetry reflects their disturbed feelings. Although I admire her work, I am no Sylvia Plath. For me the sun is always shining.

LITTLE STAR LOST

I am in my own right a star,
But I don't know who my parents are.
Surely I was born in a galaxy.
But which one I do not know.

I have wandered by many of these,
But none so far have claimed me.
Why this is so I find it odd,
But I can only say I do not know.

So on I go the great void through
But the feelings of hopelessness makes me blue.
Wandering, wandering, a little star lost,
But where to find a home I do not know.

NEVER SAY GOODBYE

I can never say goodbye, my love,
For closet to my heart you lie.
Saying goodbye is forever
And for that I could only cry.

What a wonderful life we've had,
These many years together
Through thick and thin and the best of times,
We've always managed to weather.

I cannot accept the phrase "til
Death do us part,"
Even if I live forever
You will always be in my heart.

THE CALLING OF THE SEA

On an island far away,
Where the flowers are rich and varied,
And ocean breeze is fresh
Where I stood upon the shore

I could only be amazed
As I listened to the sea.
While the lapping of the surf
Played music upon my ears.

Then casting off my shoes,
I wandered down the beach,
Where I felt the misty air,
From the sea upon my face.

Then, as the cool ocean water came,
Swirling round my feet,
I felt the calling of the sea,
And I knew that I was home.

With a great cry of joy.
And a smile I couldn't resist,
I broke into a run,
And splashed through the surf.

I raised up my voice to
The gods of the sea;
Oh, let me be an islander,
And live forever here.

All poems Copyright © 1997 William C. Devine. All rights reserved.