Sussex Blues  

warmandsexy52 65M
7186 posts
3/28/2006 4:34 pm

Last Read:
7/30/2006 6:00 pm

Sussex Blues

for twenty four days
not leaving the ground
as the wind gods had stolen the skies

he looked up and saw
those grey angry clouds
driving east with both menace and haste

and sighed with despair
as fate clipped his wings
he’d look skywards and envy the birds

for stolen as well
were the wild sussex downs
and the wide verdant landscape he loved

and lost to him were
the grandeur of cliffs
with the wide open vista of blue

he pined for the lanes
the meadows and woods
in the patchwork of albion’s pride

he looked to the skies
and wished for the lure
back to sussex so near to his heart

© w&s 2006

__Huntress__ 56M/58F

4/1/2006 4:57 am

You take my breath away !


warmandsexy52 replies on 4/1/2006 10:12 am:
as you do mine
in such exchange
meter for metaphor
of mindscapes rich
that make
spirits dance
to shape
our mortal

TabithaElectra79 39F

3/31/2006 2:42 am

The wind is a party pooper isn't it?!

warmandsexy52 replies on 3/31/2006 11:39 pm:
It's pooping my party at the moment.

HBowt2 60F

3/29/2006 3:01 pm

hope you get to your skies again soon....

warmandsexy52 replies on 3/30/2006 11:56 am:
Thanks HBowt. I'm trusting in the magic of your hopes.

saddletrampsk 55F

3/28/2006 5:25 pm

sucks to be grounded..

warmandsexy52 replies on 3/28/2006 9:49 pm:
....feet feeling ploddier every day sweetie.

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