under our sun

the sun
pours
down
after
the storm
on the
willow
wandering
water
way
that's
now
so deep
it could hardly
float a coot
or swan
yet
from
this moss
growing quay
in times
gone past
you kissed me
deep
yes deep enough
to last
the memory
of the years
I pass
a swanless swan
beside
our
bank
under
our
sun





Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-05-29 at 01:53

Tags Ireland  Swans  Water 

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kath
.. and I speak the same words ... your way with words is beautiful ....

best wishes
katherine
2007-05-29


Rob Graber
Eloquent wistfulness indeed...
2007-05-29