connections
I
felt
the elder
tree tonight
and its strength
and roots within me
spread as mist rolls
down the Erris hills clip
creeping cliffs and gullies
steep as into hamlets quiet and
bayside coves the sea and air do
mingle and I upon the daisied grass
stand stroking these leaves that come
to pass too rarely 'neath this quickening
moon and as the florets sparkle stare upon
this cool and Maytime air I gather in my ruefilled
thoughts and slowly turn towards the door ajar a'whence I came
Poetry by Peter Humphreys

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Written on 2007-06-02 at 02:12




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