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Robin Elaine Poem
I hear Europe calling- come to me my friend
Wander my streets of chivalry, travel me to my end
I hear Europe calling, gables and goblins grinning
Climb to my peaks, sink to my valleys, find our new-old beginning
I hear Europe calling- what is that you say?
Trains and planes and automobiles, high price for petrol pay!
Wait for me, I'll jump aboard, settle on a train-seat
Watch my life in streaks of landscape, crisp new life I'll greet
I hear Europe calling- serenades unearth'd
I long to find my meaning, hunger to see my worth
In my soul you roil, Europe, never you will flit
In the heart of Oxford, my dreams, my hopes, are writ-
Copyright © Robin Elaine | Year Posted 2007
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Robin Elaine Poem
Under silver moon and sky
Stood a fleeting fairy-fly
Slim and nimble, that was she
Dance across the snow with glee
Yellow hair and great green eyes
Come upon her sweet surprise
Glossy leaves, a slight recline
Lovely pixie, much sublime
Soft green moss cries Mutter, Mutter
To the fair fay, flutter, flutter
Ah to come upon a fairy
Dainty, fair and fearless, daring
Green eyes of fire dance through the glade
What emeritus power, this wonder has made
Copyright © Robin Elaine | Year Posted 2007
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