whose face and fortune we have named before
will not again trouble those thoughts that rise
like the high mountains over island shore
we left your message lying at the core
where it was safe from idlers and the spies
whose face and fortune we have named before
no clever scout could ever find the spoor
but other symbols you will soon apprise
like the high mountains over island shore
no angry creatures here will rave or roar
one speaks in quiet and another cries
whose face and fortune we have named before
so many enemies we might abhor
in this foul kingdom governed by the flies
like the high mountains over island shore
but what we know to beg and to implore
will not be set aside by guards of lies
whose face and fortune we have named before
like the high mountains over island shore
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
22 January 2008
over island shore
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