Poetry Blog by Weston Parks

Lost At Sea

LOST AT SEA Weston Parks I'm perched upon the sandy shore, fast anchored to the land As I do gaze with one accord, through spyglass in my hand Far out to sea I do espy, my one and sacred love My Dearest One I'll ne'er deny, my bonded lady love Alone she sits and tears do fall, and reach her I cannot Though hoarse my voice I call and call, she's not within earshot She's suffered yet aga...

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