(7 September 1935 - / Maldon / Australia)

The Dark Forest

Dark is the forest and deep, and overhead
Hang stars like seeds of light
In vain, though not since they were sown was bred
Anything more bright.

And evermore mighty multitudes ride
About, nor enter in;
Of the other multitudes that dwell inside
Never yet was one seen.

The forest foxglove is purple, the marguerite
Outside is gold and white,
Nor can those that pluck either blossom greet
The others, day or night.

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Life and nature! ! With the muse of the dog. Thanks for sharing.
Freedom within the chain of love. Not only expectation but it's perhaps demand...Dog will find you................. Finally obedience is our last choice. Well exposed.
Dog can everything do, Good though. Like.
True nature of the best friend of uman. Congrats on your positioning. Thanks for the poem.x
Sooner or later, Dog will find you.....so true. A beautiful poem on Dog nicely executed.
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