Spencer Heath Archive

Item 2830

Two typed poems by Heath

One dated July 31, 1938

 

 

    

    Suzanne’s Honesty

Sir Bashful came beseeching;

She fell into his arms.

His visage paled, his courage failed,

Beset with wild alarms.

 

Sir Ruthless came to conquer;

She hung upon his neck.

He never rode to swing a load,

Her romance was a wreck.

 

But out of all this wreckage

The Devil took Suzanne;

She vowed to hell she’d no more tell

The truth to any man.

 

S.H. Elkridge, Md.

 

 

Apostrophe to the Ten Most Beautiful Words

       (As chosen by Dr. Isaac Funk)

Sweet wisps of meaning, all emotion hued,

Let me but stir thee in my Fancy’s bowl

And pour thee forth in measured rhyme, subdued

To faery patterns, meet for poet’s scroll.

As twinkling orbs, each lovely all alone,

In rhythmic pageant grace their lordless sky,

So fill my dreaming fancy with the tone

 

Of silver chimes or mellow lullaby.—

Whisper a tranquil song to golden dawn,

Ravish the luminous noonday of its rays,

Glisten with misty glamour joys long gone,

Murmur a melody meet for halcyon days.

  The beauty Time in each of you has coined

  Give back ten-fold in gracious garlands joined.

 

S. H.

Roadsend Gardens, Elkridge, Md.

July 31, 1938