Poem page one
Meeting
Meeting, I thought,
Then freely running proud
Two horses
Crashing on the shore
With honey sands spreading tracks beneath
We two like gulls
Flying through a moonlight halo
With silver clouds chasing far behind.
With childrens smiles
In our adult eyes
Hand in hand
Skipping around childrens hearts
And with laughter in our ears
We meet.
A Duel of Delight and Desperation
