Tamsin Douglas Poems

The splendid summer sun-a token of enchant.
Emerging with zeal each sunrise I grant.
And burning so fiercely, yet lenient and clam.
To keep the world glowing it heals with it's balm.
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Silenced by the gunshot
misty waters shudder cold.
And rippling fields to attention,
bloody as a vampire flock.
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Oh! The Jolly Roger
Grinning down at me that disastrous day.
The day they made me walk he plank.
The day I died because I sank.
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