Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Friday, 2 August 2013
Natures Gifted & Wondrous Feelings
White silver sun
In a fog grey sky
Such excitable urges
Frosted tree and hedgerow
Mist over the frozen fields
Such intimate desires
Snow drifts up the hillside
Ice forms on the river bank
Such passions are aroused
Vapour of woman’s breath
Echoes of winter’s scents
Such a magnificent climax
Soft, rich crimson, energising sunrise
Silhouette’s the young man’s home
Such as to raise his new-day smile
from
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo
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