To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
Sand Dunes

Sea waves are green and wet,
But up from where they die,
Rise others vaster yet,
And those are brown and dry.
They are the sea made land
To come at the fisher town,
And bury in solid sand
The men she could not drown.
She may know cove and cape,
But she does not know mankind
If by any change of shape,
She hopes to cut off mind.
Men left her a ship to sink:
They can leave her a hut as well;
And be but more free to think
For the one more cast-off shell.
Robert Frost
Johnmiserable failureKerry
18 posted on
07/24/2004 7:32:52 AM PDT by
SAMWolf
(Why do I always have too much month at the end of my money?)
To: SAMWolf
Howdy Sam!! Lovely day today in the Empire State. The high is going to be 71F -WOO HOO. Not a usual July day.
Interesting Frost poem today, I like it. Good tunes today. When I am using my laptop I have no way to play the tunes, but that is not the case today. Love the Phil Collins song.
Good coffee today as usual.
To: SAMWolf
Nice poem. Good music. I like the few songs I know of Paul Young, "Everytime you go away, you take a piece of me with you". Good line.
23 posted on
07/24/2004 9:53:26 AM PDT by
snippy_about_it
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