Franc Rodriguez Poems

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21.
There Beyond The Brine

There upon the twirling waves, a sudden swashing sound could be heard.
As the water billows then it becomes, the rising surf through the day.
From the far away distance, a lone seagull thenceforth appeared.
And the swell that quickly reached the shale, then ceases to sway.
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22.
Till The Seeds Near The Moors

The westerly winds come roaring from afar with such strength.
It brings closure to the springs, and shelters the summers at length.
Sea frets therefore slowly drifting upon the wider dales.
They pass the weir, and soon to cover the edge of the swales.
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23.
Behold

Upon the hoary halls of this everlasting castle, roamed lovers of ere.
Forlorn mirrors and portraits of a woman and a man of willowy stature.
Once soft petals, that gave a beauteous and pulchritudinous scent.
Now have but wilted, left upon trays of cranberries once so succulent.
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24.
Thou Shalt Reapest What Thou Hast Sowed In Me

Slighted and thus forsook within my hapless thraldom,
I sought everlasting bliss through his upmost rectitude.
In the worthy search of the pathos of his eternal halidom,
I languished and tarried forsooth in my woeful lassitude.
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25.
Heaven's Gate

Heaven's gate knows no infinite boundaries,
for it is its moors that encompass its gates.
Often within the moorland to be kept open,
by a sexton whose shovel never truly abates.
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26.
Keepers Of The Golden Ring Of Eight

It was foretold that a wrath would befall,
and gar the clansmen to blench in fear.
It would be a dreadful fright that in the end,
they would never come to forget.
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27.
Seer Of The Darkness Of Death

A darkness of evil thus befell upon the clans,
within such a ruthless and wearisome path.
It came from the land of the Saxons and Jutes,
and spread swiftly upon the strands of the sea.
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28.
Spell Of The Golden Strands Of Hair

There was once a young king too blinded,
with wrath and under the spell of a witch.
It was said amongst the athelings that he,
was so brazen and lost in his madness.
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29.
Souls Of The Slain

For manifold years the kinsmen shivered,
within the shade of the wanton blood.
The days and nights were soon becoming,
a living nightmare for the sundry clans.
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30.
Thorn Of The Yore

The cold waters of the sea were bustling,
with the sundry waves that would bellow.
They soon struck the depth of the strand,
as they billowed swiftly upon the shale.
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