CAROL
Soothed within it`s scythe of sand
The docile sea dozed at her feet,
Scarce a breeze disturbed the land
And the distance was a hush of heat.
The sun`s light shimmering from the skies,
Lit the bay-sea green and blue,
And glimmering down her deeps of eyes
Lit her guileless soul all through.
She stood where land and water meet
Erect in all her simple charms
While Neptune, gently, at her feet
Laid his long salaams.
She offered me her hand and I
Helped her climb the grassy slope,
Where she took possession of the sky
And wore it`s azure cope.
Since then my heart is captive still,
And will forever ever be
Carol`s…of the high green hill,
Queen of the sunlit sea.
Harry O'Neill
Sat 28th Jul 2012 14:13
Thanks all,
I can`t help it, I was well into my forties before I realised that there was anything else worth writing about. (I`ve got this terrible conscience about not doing enough `suffering` stuff)