Lord Vesuvius Sits Sullen Poem by Geraldine Moorkens Byrne
Lord Vesuvius Sits Sullen
Lord Vesuvius sits sullen;
it's been a long time since
his last tantrum. We are still
counting the cost, we tell him
appeasing his mighty temper.
Lord Vesuvius sits shrouded
mysterious in the haze of
springs first sunshine; he will
not promise anything, he tells
us. He may yet have another.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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