Sunday Fishermen
Sunday fishermen
Casting thoughts to sea,
Adrift in silent reverie,
Hoping the morrow affords
Another dream fill'd sea.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Saturday, March 29, 2014
The Green Lane
The Green Lane
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What fears did they know
Who walked this lane of green
Those far-off years ago?
What passing joys interposed
The pains that hardship surely posed?
What scant possessions
Did they love that robbers stole
Along this lane of green
That I now so wondering stroll?
Monday, March 24, 2014
A Moon Silver'd Sea
A Moon Silver'd Sea
A moon silver'd sea
A remembered me
A forgotten me
A changing shadow
On a silver sea.
