James Burns Poet Romanticism

Of Isis Love Lament...

Oh of Isis love lament
Raging against Ra’s morning light
Where could the time have went
Racing through the desert night

And by the gods of Karnak
We bow to let their power in
And make a solemn promise
To return time and time again

Now to meet my princess
On the banks of the Nile
To embrace forever more
Never to lose my lovers smile

Blessed by the gods
Granted and gifted light
On our lips a promise
And then we rush into the night



Of gay Paris’s happenings
Oui, oui I do recall
That covered balcony
That overlooked it all

The torrid love affair
In the heat of passion true
An ancient promise kept
Memories along the rue

And then I met my lover
Well down by the shore
On the banks of the Seine
We embraced each other once more

Granted and gifted light
Our passions wildly burn
And once again my love 
We submit to the nocturne



Flores De la Noche
How they do intoxicate
As I stand so anxiously
Aside a Spanish lake

And then my lover’s face
Graced with “luce a lun”
Our vows reaffirmed
And not a moment too soon

For there on the banks
Of the lake Asturias
The strength of our promise
Is there to carry us

And then as before
We’re graced and gifted light
In the favor of our Father
We go once again into the night



And here we stand today
Reunited yet again
Same love and same heart
Only under a different skin

And on a beach Pacific
From a distance I see my love
And I give thanks and praise
To the mighty One above

Meeting brings us round again
To fulfill our ancient ties
This I knew the very moment
That I gazed into your eyes

For once again the gods
Have granted and gifted light
And our promise afresh fulfilled
We go perpetually into the night

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Marilyn Hernandez February 2, 2011 at 2:07 PM WOW. Not to sound corny, but I guess true love never dies! Beautifully written. I love how you blended in the languages and cultures, for despite our different politics, ethics and religions, what we all have in common is, of course, LOVE; it would make sense that it would transcend through time again and again. This poem epitomizes soul mates and is wonderfully written, yet again.