Master to pleasure
5 May 2019
Shadowed skies
Glow in sunlit moon
The closed palms
Open soon
Twist and turn to hidden rune
Heaving written lies
Silent start
Journey in the wake
Slave in part
Teacher’s art
Ice he laid upon my heart
Never to depart
Steep the cost
A pound no measure
In the frost
Words were lost
Riddles once all my treasure
Master to pleasure
Reading of the poem:
North – Hammock
Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum
As always, a pleasure!
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Wondrous words!
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How kind of you to say so!
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