Firstgiving

Published on November 26, 2008 By stevendedalus In Writing

As if Eos’ mantle draped the eastern sea,

Artemis touched red on Plymouth Bay

By raining bloody arrow tips of sorrow

On this too salted rock — freedom’s shrine

That blunted man’s courageous folly

Lashed by tidal current s bent on common rank,

And moored freedom’s fragile ship of dreams.

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Comments

Sodaiho

on Nov 27, 2008

So bittersweet.

Be well.

stevendedalus

on Nov 29, 2008

Thank you! I hope you had a happy thanksgiving. Btw, this was just the first stanza of a very long poem I put together many years ago.

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