Rover's Rest
Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (3397 reads)
I would seek a still house
I would seek a still house
Blessed by tranquility;
Far from wind and wave carouse,
And the sea's urgency.
After wandering the earth,
After wastreling and war,
I would win a hushed hearth,
From the tempest, far.From the vehemence of blood,
Where beyond meadow bars
Cows in night-time chew the cud,
And their eyes reflect the stars.
Where the owl goes woosh woosh,
Weavingly with ghost wings,
And above the hearth hush
One wee cricket sings, sings.I would own a still house,
Sit beside a wood flame,
Hear the rustle of a mouse,
Beady-eyed, half tame.
From the hives of men apart,
With a robin on the sill,
I would home with husht heart,
Waiting one more mute still.
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