So soon, the green wing faltered so soon
As the shadows grew short on the lawn -
It was more than the phase of the Moon,
More than the flight of the dawn -
Time for the lovers to leave, so soon -
So sudden, the green wing has flown.
1990
Dear Will Your work seems to be going from strength to strength, a solid piece Love duncan X
Ok it's true that this is a re-visit to one of your gems Will, but this is such a wondefully written piece and the feeling pours over the page, amazing poetry from one of poemhunters finest, take care my friend Love duncan X
Excellent excellent! ! ! I refuse to comment on anything that I adore.....mmmmmmmm Pia
the heron summoned her too soon over the wooden bridge too soon past the stonehedge drive beneath an autumn moon and her shadow still waits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eloquent, nostalgic and quite exceptional. This one came straight from the soul without hesitation.Take care, Will. Warm regards, Sandra