An Anne Finch poem and some words.
Lady Winchilsea- Anne Finch poetry and my words of appreciation.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
I fell in love with her work tonight. I wrote a poem for her. 
Song..
The nymph in vain bestows her pains
That seeks to thrive where Bacchus reigns;
In vain are charms, or smiles, or frowns,
All images his torrent drowns.
Flames to the head he may impart,
But makes an island of the heart,
So inaccessible and cold,
That to be his is to be old
Anne Finch–
Lady Winchilsea- Anne Finch–
Exquisite lady, poet, talented lady. Please bless me with your words. Mystic beauty, allow me to get drunk on your words.
Your charm still unshaken by time. Your lofty and wise mind who gentle rhyme
made my heart flutter and wish today still.
Lady Winchilsea, your noble and brave heart made the temptation of love and of life. Sweet and tempting.
Today the lake St. Clair poet want to get drunk on kisses, find a intoxication love. He want a Lady Winchilsea to bewitch his heart.
I know, men are just mortals, they will masquerade as giants. Men will toil and toil till he cannot work no-more. He will learn too late. What is true and what is not.
He will remember the sweet and kind nymphs who made him smile, he will remember the lady by the sea with the Pacific in her eyes. He will fondly remember love and understand.
We need the fragrance of love around us. A great life had tasted the kisses of love, been in the shade of love embrace. We will forget everything except the smile of our love.
Lady Winchilsea, where are these? I need one more dance, one more smile and one more kiss. I need the blessing and the honor of love caress. I need the softness of you.
John Castellenas