Osprey of ThreaveA Poem by Jeremy Wyatt
Old stones weep in the rain
their darkling gaze unblinking Glowering with ancient pain of distant glories thinking Preening Lords arrogant in imagined might would quail could they perceive The majesty of osprey flight True rulers still of Threave © 2014 Jeremy Wyatt |
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2 Reviews Added on February 14, 2014 Last Updated on February 14, 2014 AuthorJeremy WyattDon't know....nearest is somewhere...hmmmm, Dumfries and Galloway, United KingdomAboutA Welshman moved toScotland, writing since December 2010, in love with poetry and my special poet friends,who I am following here through loyalty and devotion!! more..Writing
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