Angels at Midnight

Douglas Wilson

Description

Our hearts force us to trust and try,
Brings music to laughter and tears to cry.
The human heart is a curious thing,
As fragile as a songbird’s wing.
As is the case with Doug's other poetry collections, Angels at Midnight, the fourth installment of poetry, tends to be a collection of “snapshots” of life that most of us can easily relate to. The poetry in Angels at Midnight is easy to understand, and will cause the reader to reflect and to feel.

Sujets

• Relationships
• Snapshot
• Relationship
• Poetry
• Romance

Informations

• Publié par: iUniverse
• Date de parution: 09 août 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781663241375
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Angels at Midnight
 
 
 
 
 
 
DOUGLAS WILSON
 
 
 
 

 
ANGELS AT MIDNIGHT
 
 
Copyright © 2022 Douglas Wilson.
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6632-4136-8 (sc)
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iUniverse rev. date: 06/30/2022

PROLOGUE
Douglas L. Wilson grew up and has spent much of his life in the small rural Northern Michigan town of Grayling. Doug is a member of the Grayling High School Hall Alumni of Fame, and he is a graduate of Central Michigan University. Doug has recently retired from a forty-five-year career as an educator, youth counselor, and family social worker. Doug and his wife Tracy continue to reside in the Grayling area and they are frequent visitors to Doug’s alma mater in Mount Pleasant.
Wilson is rapidly becoming one of America’s best contemporary poets. A prolific writer, Angels at Midnight is Doug’s fourth collection of poetry to be published. Angels at Midnight focuses on the emotion of love and romantic relationships. The poetry is easy to relate to, and it speaks to the joy and heartache involved in matters of the heart.
DEDICATION
Angels at Midnight is dedicated to Patty Jane, Mary Joy, and Tracy Ann. My life has been richer and more meaningful because of your love, support, and friendship. I am a better and wiser man because of you. My heartfelt thanks to each of you.
CONTENTS
A Human Heart is A Curious Thing
On The Soft Wings of The Night
PATTY JANE: MY FIRST EVERYTHING
The Grapes of Blue
Wondering (On Love)
Only in Dreams
Breathless
I Need You
When You Don’t Talk to Me
Let The Sun Shine
Punch and Judy
Searching for The Answer
The Saddest End of All
Same Woods, Different Paths
I’ll Never Love Like That Again
The Time of Magic and Miracles
Without A Word
Do I Still Remember?
Love Asks Not
No More Than Dreams?
Your Quest is Through
We Were Much Like Them
I Wonder Where They Went
THE SANDMAN’S CHRONICLES: PART ONE
Lover Lady Mystic
Face Within The Window
Sweet Lady Virtue
The Girl Next Door
Come Pretend
An Autumn Memory
You Need Not Ask Me Twice
Ever in Nova
Hold Me, Say Nothing
The Unbroken Circle
Say Goodnight, Not Goodbye
A Tanqueray Night
A Dangerous Girl
A Love Most Rare
An Orange Sherbet Sky
Don’t Order Another Drink
Goodbye Sweet Rosa Lee
I Will Never Leave
I’m Not That Sort of Man
Lavender Nights and Midday Blues
One Night in Luzon
Sunday Morning, Coming Down
The Ballad of Tom and Polly Hill
The Holiday Letter
Throughout Time
Where Ever Does My Love Go?
A Heart Must Come To You
A Quarter Moon Love
After The Hurricane
Be Careful What You Wish For
Because You’re Not Here
Blush of The Rose
Endlessly Searching
Knowing When to Leave
Lipstick and Whipped Cream
Love Will Change Things
May Lynn (Comes To Me In Dreams)
One Can Never Know
Promises Made in June
Same Time Every Year
Seven Times She Rises
She’ll Be Back
MARY JOY: MY FOREVER ISLAND GIRL
I Will Still See You
She Sleeps
I Thank You My Lady
Your Threshold
I Love It When
Fourteen Hours from Cebu
It’s A Mystery to Me
Love Was Not Enough
If I Would Have Known
Mandarin Eyes and Magadang Smiles
It Was How She Looked at Me
The Moon in Cebu
Love Eternal
Remembering with Regret
Out of Love, I Let You Go
Somehow, It’s Enough
Life is Lived in Moments
It Was Once Upon A Time
Returning to Cebu
Do I Ever Cross Your Mind?
THE SANDMAN’S CHRONICLES: PART TWO
The Casual Friends
The Death of Eddie Myers
The Magic of Jasmine’s Eyes
The Old Friends
What Do You See?
What Most Impresses Me
What Will I Remember?
When Love Exists No More
When Our Two Worlds Collide
Why Did It End Like This?
Why Must it Be You?
Does The Cat Have Your Tongue?
Where Art Thou My Lady?
Stand on Your Head
Take What You Need
The Enchantress
Water Beneath The Bridge
When The Darkness Starts To Fall
Bell’s Retreat
Close Your Eyes and Kiss Me
Finish What You Start
Guide Me with Your Light
Insomnia
Let Me Cross Over
Lines You Should Not Cross
Once She was My Queen
The Angel and The King
The Fool That You Are
The Garden Of My Dreams
The One-Winged Angel
Yesterday Dreaming
Your Spirit Again Shall Fly
TRACY ANN: MY LIFE PARTNER AND SOULMATE
A Place That We Might Go
Who Done It?
So Seldom Does A Rainbow Rise
Passing The Point of No Return
The Carol I Sing
To Know and Remember
I Didn’t Believe in Luck
The Faith To Believe in Us
The Sweet Surrender
You and Your Little White Dress
If Only I Were Dreaming
She Shall Wonder, Why?
How Does it Work?
My Better Half
I Wish To Fall in Love Again
Why Don’t We Go There?
You Lose A Part of You
Your Star Pocket
Until The Last Star Fades Away
Where Do I Begin?
A Window in The Calico Sky
Who Will Bring The Sunshine?
Three Fair Maidens
Angels At Midnight
A HUMAN HEART IS A CURIOUS THING

A human heart is a curious thing,
As fragile as a songbird’s wing.
It scripts the wishes that one makes,
But like the eggshell, it easily breaks.
A heart seeks out what it needs,
Sorting the flowers from the weeds.
A heart is true to only its voice,
And from emotion make its choice.
A heart is given and never stolen,
It can’t explain what it has chosen.
It is out of faith that the heart cares,
And only time and love repairs.
Our hearts force us to trust and try,
Brings music to laughter and tears to cry.
The human heart is a curious thing,
As fragile as a songbird’s wing.
For Carlie Jane, 2020
ON THE SOFT WINGS OF THE NIGHT

The evening breeze sighs gently,
The heavens are shining bright,
And I am coming to my love,
On the soft wings of the night.
It has taken me some time,
But I’ve learned how to fly.
We may be star crossed lovers,
But I’m not afraid to try.
I heard you sweetly whisper,
My heart has taken flight.
And I am coming to my love,
On the soft wings of the night.
I’m traveling on the wind,
Against the odds you wait.
When the moon draws the tide,
Is this destiny or fate?
Soon the coming dawn shall break,
I’m racing against the first light.
I am coming to you my love,
On the soft wings of the night.
2021
PATTY JANE: MY FIRST EVERYTHING
THE GRAPES OF BLUE

Those grapes of blue,
That tempt like you,
They grow wild upon the vine,
Indeed, they make the sweetest wine.
But in the early quiet spring,
About the vineyards birds do sing.
“Don’t be fooled by color nor shape,
Of the early vinegar-tasting grape.”
“Beware those passing, not to swipe,
One grape of blue, not yet ripe.”
Indeed, it is with grapes of blue,
And indeed it applies to me and you.
For Patty Jane, 1967
WONDERING (ON LOVE)

Might I dare to chance the brush,
To watch your virgin face turn blush,
Or better trust you, do what you could,
Ask you into the darkening wood?
Beseech you for one more kiss,
Accept your wrath with gallant bliss.
Nor either, but stand here head hung low,
A fool to ask, afraid to know.
While all the time I feel your gaze,
Upon my fevered cheeks it stays.
I feel your breath with every kiss,
Relive with you each moment missed/
Which never lived except in my mind.
I pray my lady for some sign,
That you would let whatever be,
Give your love before God and me.
Forbid hasting this moment by,
But cherish it not let it die,
To one another we shall yield together.
Making this moment last forever.
Two hearts forged in passionate love,
Pledged, and judged by God Above.
For Patty Jane, 1968
ONLY IN DREAMS

To be with you, I ask no more,
Hand in hand along the shore.
Only a path that we might walk,
Pausing only to kiss and talk.
Two marionettes without their strings,
Together we may have noticed things.
Long green reeds with ebony spools,
Waving from their tranquil pools.
A blackbird with painted wings,
The paper birch from where it sings.
But together in the rippling grass,
We press to make the moment last.
A mystery left without a plot,
A tide of emotion we can’t stop.
Know every shape and every curve,
Feel every touch and every