Fay Slimm

(Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Poems of Fay Slimm

581. Weaving Words. 10/12/2008
582. Wedded To Love. 3/2/2009
583. We'll Meet Again. 10/22/2008
584. Wet Monday Blues. 11/3/2008
585. What of Passion? 11/18/2008
586. What's in a Name 8/1/2008
587. When Parting. 8/20/2009
588. Whence Came We? 7/11/2009
589. Whilst Flying. 11/17/2009
590. Whispered Appeal. 11/8/2009
591. Whispers of Winter? 7/27/2009
592. White Silence. 1/8/2010
593. White Spectre Flying. 3/5/2009
594. Why Love Stories? 10/17/2008
595. Wild Things. 5/11/2009
596. Wild and Untameable. 1/6/2010
597. Windy Ridge Living. 7/13/2009
598. Winnow the Day. 7/3/2009
599. Winnow the Wind. 11/5/2009
600. Winter Will Sing. 12/16/2009

Placid Sunday Morn.

Lying amid grass of perfumed green,
Cushioned with sun and calm of early morn,
From verdant lanes echo aloft the sound of the bell
Bidding me attend it s evocative toll

What solitary same sound has winged in byegone days
And fetched the faithful, young and old, to morning dues
It s sad and mournful clang, it s long and lonely call
Evokes a realm of pastness gone now and yet

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