Circles In SandA Poem by Patrick DaviesDid our abuse, harm and neglect for these lands begin with such a passion and love? Have we all gone mad in our rape of the planet?...And the green island beach was so beautiful That the man walked along in aged circles, forever and ever.
The placid rhythm of his mint heart, in time With the beat of the bellowing waves - pounding.
Lonely. Except for sight of his own trails In the sand - and his reflection in the sea -
Though content that the island and each vision Of blue, green and gold was no other man's. His... © 2009 Patrick DaviesReviews
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4 Reviews Added on June 24, 2008 Last Updated on June 23, 2009 AuthorPatrick DaviesnoAboutTell you? About me? But what of the consequences? Oh God, the things they could do to my life if I handed it over... A background from which they could merge into the foreground - a window, an opening.. more..Writing
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