Lands End, by Alan Reynolds

Lands End

Thank you. I will leave you now,
for my cottage by the sea.
I can be sane for hours a day
when that’ s required of me.   When we were young the Dragon’ s song
boomed softly in our ears,
so far away, so very deep
it frightened us for years.   They say the Dragon died last night
It was extremely old.
I’ d ask you down. I will someday.
Just now it is too cold.

poems.one - Alan Reynolds

Alan Reynolds