Harry Horsman Poet Sonnet

The Leaving

(6th May 2002)

Oh!  Upon this day with the saddest eyes
I with regret farewell Auckland City,
To depart with the fondest of goodbyes
Of its people and sea shores pretty.

Although not a child of thy civil womb
You took in a desperate family,
My adoption the fruit of your spring bloom
In return labour given readily.

I leave within your care my youngest son
A Kiwi lad if any he’s become,
Our different accents becoming spun
Like the seed of one’s culture ne’er succumb.

So farewell Aotearoa farewell
Now is the hour a tale of you to tell.

© Harry J Horsman  2012

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Sara Kendrick October 31, 2012 at 10:55 AM Enjoyed reading your creative poetry this afternoon..Glad that I chose this one to read today..Sara

Kash Poet October 10, 2012 at 10:43 AM hey there Harry, the Tanka you posted is not 5/7/5/7/7...please check.Or is it not a Tanka of fixed syllables?

Terry O'Leary October 4, 2012 at 4:09 PM Very poignant, very nice... Terry

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl September 21, 2012 at 4:10 AM soup

Jay Loveless September 16, 2012 at 8:28 AM loved your write. Sounds like an interesting tale to tell .

Don Johnson September 16, 2012 at 4:31 AM Good one Harry, pretty great, you might come to Australia mate, if so thats quite grand:)

Robert A. Dufresne September 16, 2012 at 3:03 AM you certainly picked an appropriate form for this poem in my opinion, Harry. Love especially the third verse. Well done and Godspeed.

Elizabeth Wesley September 14, 2012 at 8:39 AM There's so many hints of happenings and where it took place in this Harry. How I wish to hear the whole story as it sounds quite fascinating. I gather you are in Australia. mmm love a good mystery!

Andrea Dietrich September 13, 2012 at 10:19 PM I can really tell by this how much you loved that new land and you have made me wish for something like it as well. I think it must have been a dream to think so highly of your new home there. I bet you miss it, Harry. I sure would.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 13, 2012 at 3:13 PM great emotion resonates through this incredible poem harry luv and most descriptive of this awesome place u visited .. a vivid journey luv ..

Bl Devnath September 13, 2012 at 12:19 PM Wonderful sonnet on farewell enjoyed. Lovely done. Thanks for all the comments. Loved always, bl

Jon A Cavanaugh September 13, 2012 at 11:00 AM I love your farewell poem to Auckland. And I love the reference to your New Zealand son as a Kiwi. How appropriate. And the nuances are great. excellent poem

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl September 13, 2012 at 10:10 AM is this the end of your visits dear friend? its sounds like it this is a sad time if that is so . Glad you liked my flat pack man. Maybe I offended some with it who knows ha ha xx

Doris Culverhouse September 13, 2012 at 7:34 AM what does kiwi mean? great writing!