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I Stand Alone
MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

I Stand Alone

A falcon hovers at the edge of the sky.
Two gulls drift slowly up the river.

Vulnerable while they ride the wind,
they coast and glide with ease.

Dew is heavy on the grass below,
the spider’s web is ready.

Heaven’s ways include the human:
among a thousand sorrows, I stand alone.

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Comments (6)

I love it when you include art in your poetry. It's a subject you know and it adds knowledge to your lyricism. I feel like that cliche about feeling like you can walk into the scene of a painting - I feel I could walk into the Renoir scene of your poem. Excellent.
This is breathtaking, Michael. I would have chosen all those same examples of beauty, had I been astute enough to write about beauty. You have outdone yourself. Raynette
I like it Michael...as always good work!
Michael, I think it is a beautiful poem.
Yeah, I do a slow foreplay. Turns me on. You'll have to live with it.
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