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[JustAmy]

Especially when the October wind
With frosty fingers punishes my hair,
Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire
And cast a shadow crab upon the land,
By the sea's side, hearing the noise of birds,
Hearing the raven cough in winter sticks,
My busy heart who shudders as she talks
Sheds the syllabic blood and drains her words.

Shut, too, in a tower of words, I mark
On the horizon walking like the trees
The wordy shapes of women, and the rows
Of the star-gestured children in the park.
Some let me make you of the vowelled beeches,
Some of the oaken voices, from the roots
Of many a thorny shire tell you notes,
Some let me make you of the water's speeches.

Behind a post of ferns the wagging clock
Tells me the hour's word, the neural meaning
Flies on the shafted disk, declaims the morning
And tells the windy weather in the cock.
Some let me make you of the meadow's signs;
The signal grass that tells me all I know
Breaks with the wormy winter through the eye.
Some let me tell you of the raven's sins.

Especially when the October wind
(Some let me make you of autumnal spells,
The spider-tongued, and the loud hill of Wales)
With fists of turnips punishes the land,
Some let me make of you the heartless words.
The heart is drained that, spelling in the scurry
Of chemic blood, warned of the coming fury.
By the sea's side hear the dark-vowelled birds.

-- Dylan Thomas

[dixie sass]

Morning everyone! Getting ready for the FReep tomorrow! Er, I mean today!

[larryjohnson]

The heat came on
In my Maine Home

[appaloosa]

While You Are Defending Me


On an island of fire,
In an ocean of steel,
I witnessed Sweet Freedom, Sweet Freedom rise.
I pledge, under God, my allegience to thee,
For your Honor, your Valor,
Will never die.

So to you in the air,
And you at sea,
And you always faithful to me,
To you who roll on in the cold grey dawn,
Godspeed, while you are defending me.

In the smoking ruins of shattered peace,
Where hate, and evil, took wing to fly,
You simply say,
We roll today.
For your Honor, your Valor
Will never die.

So to you in the air,
And you at sea,
And you always faithful to me,
To you who roll on in the cold grey dawn,
Godspeed, while you are defending me.

In my prayers at night,
In my anger and fright, I cry,
How can He let this terror be?
The answer came,
I love you the same,
My father,
My brother,
My daughter,
My son,

So roll on my father,
Roll on my son,
Roll on, my husband, roll on,
Roll on, my brother in the cold, grey dawn,
Godspeed, while you are defending me.

In the world to come,
When war's night is done,
We shall see Sweet Freedom, Sweet Freedom rise.
I pledge, under God, my allegience to thee,
Godspeed, while you, are defending me.

So to you in the air,
And you at sea,
And you always faithful to me,
To you who roll on in the cold grey dawn,
Godspeed, while you are defending me.


(C)2003 by Appaloosa