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He brought to her Sheep

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He brought to her sheep from
the hills up yonder,
for her to spin yarn
for his coat of wonder.
She sat at the spinning wheel
singing with spindle,
woolen-spun yarn wound in
love and sun's shimmer.

And soft on his skin from
her spinning wheel's splendor,
the cloth of her love
spun from pureness
to grandeur.
Back to the rambling hills
songs rang with whistle,
woolen-clad lad dressed in
love and sun's shimmer.





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  • Violet Blossom
    May 29

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    Sigh... so lovely and well thought out... Sweetly said, good poet, all lines leading to a smile.


  • Sue Cardwell gold member
    May 27
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    Congratulations on the bronze trophy, a beautiful poem...Sue


  • cricketjeff gold member
    May 27

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    This is gorgeous, but doesn't really explain why he has the sheep in the middle of London for me, so just misses out. Greatly enjoyed reading it.


    • myrataal silver member
      May 27

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      Oh?

      But don't you know, Poet, in London she resides, and he brought to her sheep 'fore cold winter arrives!




      • cricketjeff gold member
        May 27
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        If she lives in Paternoster Square it will indeed be a cold winter, the benches are stone!

        • myrataal silver member
          May 27
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          Thank you for my Bronzie ...

          if the benches are stone
          she may sit all alone
          what about a soft recliner
          inside a tower of regal power?



          I am off to do my sheep work: gathering wool!



          Love
          Myra

  • stompsalot
    May 24

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    you have spun this quite beautifully! a gorgeous write! it speaks deep and true to love of all things possible. quite simple but very genuine. I love it!!
    many blessings. *stomps
    m.


  • CaliOkie silver member
    May 22

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    This is beautiful. Once upon a time a man would have brought sheep to his love and she would have spun him beautiful material. This poem hearkens back to that more gentle time when courting was in fashion and the quality of a person was evident in the fruits of their labor. This is excellent. Good luck in the contest.

    Garrison

  • judyjudyjudy
    May 22
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    A beautiful love story, well expressed, and make wool and sheep sound noble.


  • Peter Greenslade gold member
    May 22

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    lovely poem of the medieval crafts, nowadays most people in london spend there time drinking xx good luck dear lady ,

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