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Posted by: Camac 25-Dec-2008, 08:39 PM |
Storm is coming Winds are in the East Two Hundred miles Of open water On which it can Well feast. The sky is sullen Grey, foreboding, Blending with the Lake The Horses soon Will gallop, but For now they trot This way. Tis Almost graveyard quiet The calm comes Always first. This morn the sky Was Red as blood, a sign That sailors curse. Before this day is o'er The clouds will Void their sleet And the wind Will howl in anger Rearing the Stallions high. Their manes, the spray Will crash as ice Against the shore And quay, but Leave behind a Crystal World that Is a joy to see. |
Posted by: valpal59 26-Dec-2008, 07:34 AM |
Camac, You are truly a gifted poet. Thank you for sharing. Val |
Posted by: Lady-of-Avalon 27-Dec-2008, 08:17 PM |
A crystal world that is a joy that I see right now here at home for we had freezing rain all day today. Yes I agree that you are a great poet indeed my friend. LOA |