Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 19, 2019

THE POET AT DISTANT SHORE~by Young Francis


 

 

THE POET AT DISTANT SHORE
(ballad-story poem)

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One sunny day some chaos flew
Some native homes a poet dwells
The troubled poet so suddenly flew
To distant shores no man could tell

The modest poet so lived alone
By the boundaries of the sea
He beat his breast,and poured his soul
To the quite shores no man will see

He beat his breast and poured his soul
To the lonely shores and chirpy birds
He wrote some grace to meet his goal
Amidst the chirpy birds and gentle air

He wrote so much from grace to grace
And paused to feel his modest soul
He raised his eyes and looked amazed
To notice one charming,starring owl

He brace his thoughts that flew away
The troubled homes he once dwells
And the hooted owl did stare his way
“How he thought’,he thought,’how strange a tale”

Some omens must be nearby
The modest poet has cried
To see this owl in the day of sin
As good a poet,he cannot lie

“The ow”he thought is darkened time
The night is owl and the day is dove
And wrote more grace in stranger kind
The shore,where he dwells alone

The night is owl and the day is dove
Some omens must be near by
He beat his breast and poured his soul
While the strange bird hardly fly’s

The modest poet must gazed the owl
And beat his breast and poured more grace
” I’ll go back to the native homes”
He thought and packed his books away

The modest poet did left the shore
And finally arrived at home
He thought the homes, the needs of love
As they repented as one peaceful souls.

Copyright Young Francis
God be with thee.


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