A. D. Varrone

Rookie (July 27,1955 / Las Vegas, Nevada)

The Farland - Poem by A. D. Varrone

See the moon-shell sail on the horizon?
Shout the ship ahoy for all to gather on the beach
For shore, sailors straining at the oars
The sense of harbor pleasures within reach
Pull their boats to safety
Greet each tired traveler with song and flowered garlands
Across a world of water
from a place we know by legend as the Farland

Bring their goods for trade anong my people
Silk, and steel knives for many a‘ basket filled with fruit
For pause from the burden of a cause
To shake the sands of worry from their boots
Pull their boats to safety
Friends are reunited over poi and spitted marlin
And they tell fantastic stories
of a place we know by legend as the Farland

See the sunset paint upon the water?
Sea birds silhouette the pinks and purples of the sky
For now, in the dark above somehow,
We feel the ancient gaze of loving eyes
Pull their boats to safety
Couples turn together slowly, walking down the shorestrand
Bringing new life to our nation
from a place we know by legend as the Farland
They ensure our generations
from a place we know by legend as the Farland


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 3, 2009



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