Beulagh Bromley

(Leyton, London)

A Passion - Poem by Beulagh Bromley

Of stormy sea will you rage for me
And quench the fires ignited
The ebbing tide removes the pain
And I am left delighted.

Fortune smiles once more for me
In the form of a golden honey bee
Working hard and industriously
Now use your sting and set me free.

A gallant death, a soldiers end
Letters from a distant friend.
A combination of pain and pleasure
A collection of memories for all to treasure.

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Read poems about / on: pain, friend, sea, death, passion, soldier, work, memory, fire, smile

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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