Daughter of the North
'Twas a time,aeons ago
When I treked to frigid lands
Met-I graceful,sallow damsel;
Near her stood-I still,unmanned.
Yet my lady was elated,
Yet my lady was in bliss,
Agitation she abated
With a warm and lasting kiss.
Spent-we months and years together
Side by side and hand in hand;
Troubled-not 'bout thorn and heather
- Wheezing salmons on the strand.
Yet today mine heart droops heavy,
Miles away from icebound North,
Plumbic blood flows slow and weary
- Rooted leeches suck it forth.
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I'm ice and sleet-bound here so really can relate to your poem. Well done!!
And soon, it will be time to spawn again...
Great read.
Beautiful poem, reminds me of the snowy winters in my native country. We can hardly see snow in Ireland. Someday the rain will swallow us :(
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I am glad my poem brought you some memories back :).I have never travelled to the US so I don't know much about Seattle but I am happy my work has some form of impact.
Sitting here in steamy mildewy Hawaii, this poem makes me homesick for the brisk snowy atmosphere of Seattle. But I wouldn't return to the chaos there for ANYTHING!!!
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