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Red Skies....
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Red Skies.... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Oceans have swirled over me as great waters caressed the soul. And from a gentle sway did briefly come the wanted peace. Sails once furled now billow the winds as rivers flow against the lee. Masts strain toward a course.. Rocking lazily. Ship the oar and steady the helm, a shallow sea awaiting. Keep the eye in wary watch, never abating. A lighthouse whispers of a path, beyond the ragged shoals as a hand of brilliance sweeps reeds dancing to a zephyr’s tune. Red sky at night... Sailor’s delight Red sky in morning... Sailor take warning Red skies await the morrow’s morn as a breath is held... and the wait goes on into the still of night.. awaiting the dawn. [This message has been edited by Magnus (02-24-2004 11:29 AM).] |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Your "Red Skies" are the reader's delight, dear Barry. Beautiful from the beginning to the end. Love, Margherita  |
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Greeneyes 
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
and the wait goes on into the still of night.. awaiting the dawn''' what a lovely image of dawn....hugssss sir...amazing write ~~**~~ |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
I am awed...how nice when a poem is well...so poetic....fantastic....bravisimo....excellente....kudos!!! |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
A lighthouse whispers of a path, beyond the ragged shoals as a hand of brilliance sweeps reeds dancing to a zephyr’s tune. Barry, this is so beautiful. I could almost see the lights from the lighthouse.  Hugs  Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Ethel took my lines *pout* Barry, I sometimes wonder where you find the inspiration... |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
hmmmmmmmmm....I do miss it. and you wrote it so well. Why am I working on an Air base when I was a black shoe?? *sigh* "sit on top of the world and tell me how you feel...'cause what you feel is what I feel for you.." |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
A lighthouse whispers of a path, beyond the ragged shoals as a hand of brilliance sweeps reeds dancing to a zephyr’s tune Wow !! Awesome Magnus my friend! hugs, Chris "At one glance |
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tavern wench Junior Member
since 2004-01-11
Posts 44 |
We have been having beautiful red skies around here in the last month....so very breathtaking....just like this poem. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
A lighthouse whispers of a path, beyond the ragged shoals as a hand of brilliance sweeps reeds dancing to a zephyr’s tune. Red sky at night... Sailor’s delight Red sky in morning... Sailor take warning ~*~ ...and, Red sails at Sunset... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Your beautiful poem awoke my muse. Thanks for that....I was beginning to think she'd abandoned me! A distance lattern on the hill flickered like a star signalling to the Captain he wasn't very far. In the salty mist of March The Moon began to dance Behind the rocks and and scarlet clouds Awaiting her sweet Prince. And as She disappeared from sight Past on beyond the sight of man The ship weighed down its anchor, The Captain walked on land. He searched the ilse for sign of life. It grew towards eve but nothing found. He watched the sun touch the ground. Then from behind a cloud She peeked. His lady wearing silken gold. Her garment new, her spirit old. He longed to touch her silver hair. He had the ship, but not the fare. And so he gazed upon her charm, Trusted she'd enchant his dreams, And warn him of the morrow's morn Or call him up in scarlet storm. |
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