Originally Posted by
Tyr-Ziu Saxnot
Sorry Abbey, I meant to write as you suggested but I forgot..
Now seeing this thread again I will compose a quick one, just for you my friend.
Dedicated to Abbey, a friend that stirred my muse .. -Tyr
O'mighty River, I Stand Aghast At Thy Great Change
O'mighty river, I can give to thee my thanks
for the fish that have fed me in times that were slim
for days of my fishing from thy great shaded banks
for swimming that kept me athletic and so trim.
O'mighty river, have you seen how I now weep
how my youthful body its figure has now lost
now thy hot banks are not shaded and far too steep
and swimming in your waters comes at higher costs!
O'mighty river, has thy tasty fish all fled
those muddy waters no longer beckoning sweet
I see thy once great flow moves as one almost dead
did change come from Nature's bounty or its defeat?
O'mighty river, have you seen how I now weep.
Now thy hot banks are not shaded and far too steep.
Robert J. Lindley, 10-28-2019
Sonnet, ( What Time Ravages, Life Must Then Truly Accept.)
Somehow I missed this- lovely poem, Robert!
And since the thread is open again, anyone want to comment on Noir’s premise now?
After the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box - Author unknown
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