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Edward Hester
Edward Hester
(December 9,1943 / Greenville, NC)
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Son of a Russian White Army Colonel and daughter of a Greek Shipping Heiress, tried for treason in 1945 by Lebenon but got off cause I wasn't Lebanese. I was however convicted for illegal entry on a conterfeit passport and spent the next 16 months in a middle eastern prison. Escaped with the aid of CIA to Brazil, but had contracted scurvy and lost my finger to a scorpion bite. Lost my feet to ... more »
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Edward Hester Poems
Winning And Losing
There are many who, like me or you
Seek gain without a loss
We work and work, by hook or crook
To win and be the boss.... more »
Fences
A good horse and some open prairie
Can free the mind and e‘motions daily
So me ‘n Symbol a’riding go... more »
Willow
Breathlessly, she watched me approach;
Slowing, I considered her slim good looks.
Her tentativeness captured my heart-the wind
Moving her green raiment, so – provocatively.... more »
The Gift
Dawn of my Heart
When first we met,... more »
Little Ship
My little ship is stout and strong.
She stands against the gale.
My mast will hold again the storm
And bear the winded sail.... more »
Wilow's Song
Midnight on the Land
Where the ancestors gather
I wait.... more »
Nobody Knows Us
Nobody knows our names
We were you, but you won't be one again
Like...you knew us as yourself
Yet no...one....is.....here.....as Yourself... more »
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Little Ship
My little ship is stout and strong.
She stands against the gale.
My mast will hold again the storm
And bear the winded sail.
I point the bow at distant climes
And boldly there she goes
Til all my crew can hear the rhymes
In distant winds that blow.
The darkest clouds around us close
The storm is raging hail.
The waves are highest near the shore
Where fearful hearts would fail.
We run the coast along the reef.
To leeward side the Horn!
To Starboard comes the power of
The Spirit of the Storm.
We skirt the edge of Poseidon's ...
