Gertrude Bloede

Poems (3)

• My Father's Child

  About her head or floating feet / No halo’s starry gleam, …

• Night after Night

  Night after night we dauntlessly embark / On slumber’s stream, in whose deep waves are drowned …

• Soul, Wherefore Fret Thee?

  Soul, wherefore fret thee? Striving still to throw / Some light upon the primal mystery …