Sir Jasper

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Today I walked along the road
where in the middle sat a toad.
Approaching him to goad
that fateful toad off the road
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I met an old farmworker today
fixing a fence in his old way.
He spoke to me and said 'Good day,
rains a-coming, ' he did speak
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I wait near bus stop
but dark clouds appear.
Soon the rain will suddenly lash.
All at once Jasper decides to have a slash,
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Of ancient land full of corn
to my heart where I was born.
The wind whispers in fields of corn
ushering across, swaying and swishing
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He looks across fields of corn
with rustling trees in early morn.
Thru his eyes he stares and stares
but I don't see anything there.
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Of days of old
when I was a lad
of summers fields
I was so glad.
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I see a tern
with energy to burn
pluck a fish
off boat astern
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He walks along so slow.
A pleasure to see Jasper
so free.
No care in the world
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The smell around me
never ceases but grows
above me give me peace.
The bloody noise of traffic around
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Of days about a long ago
of summers which were warm and mild
for here was I oh but a child
of eating pears and apples and blackberries
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The air is still, overcast,
seagulls hunt for food
but the canal lies dormant,
frozen,
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The wind whispers
and the trees' leaves dance
to its ongoing song.
The boat she sways on the wind
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Oh the break has come at last,
thou hast burnt thy bridges
and has come to terms with nature.
No more vehicles
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A pigeon coos
for a distant mate
but sometimes I think
that he's too late
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The beasts of prey
for the night
circled me
and I felt as one with them
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I spoke to the owls this morning,
New Year's Day.
They called me
and I called back
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Here the barley doth but grow
by the sun in morning glow
so by nature is so slow
I sit down and have a blow.
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I sit here peacefully
by the light
to write my verse,
all is right.
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