John Fletcher Poems - Poems about John Fletcher

...Leftover wine Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the wildflowers and the dancing sea. Yo......

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...There was a pond of sadness in this man, Of immense sadness Of which we can not speak, Not share with him, Nor understand- There was a pond of tenderness in this man, Of immense tenderness And thirst......

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...There … It was dark. England, set down, and stretched out for miles, and days without end Far afield her quondam spirit, But forever sprawling Beneath Discouraging clouds with unbroken tears......

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