Whose heart is this upon the shore?
Some distraught lass who’ll love no more
Her sailor-man has gone to sea
His ship is lost
She’s left to grieve
Now sadness bids me also leave
For that love-lost lass you know as me
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Heart-wrenching… and beautifully done.
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Thank you, Dale. BTW I am not that love-lost lass
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I was fairly certain you weren’t… though I did think you may have dug into your memories for this 🙂
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No, nothing personal here for once
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😉
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A poignant poem Crispina
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Thank you, Sadje
When I saw that heart, I did wonder the story behind it, and had to write one
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I did too. It’ll be posted tomorrow.
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I shall read that shortly 🙂
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Thanks 🙏🏼
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I’ll give the other, more common side of the story
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Yes, one I’m sure sailors all too often hear. Sad.
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I really like this poem.💙
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Thank you, Nan. Needless to say, I am not that love-lost lass.
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Spectacular 🙂
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That you. When you see something like this on the beach, you have to do something with it. I shared it amongst all of you
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😊
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🙂
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A very mournful poem expressing a love lost forever.
Sorrowful … Isadora 😎
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Yes. I live in a port, it must have happened many times here
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Beautiful but so, so sad. But tragic love makes for the best stories and poems, doesn’t it?
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Every time. And that long before Shakespeare
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