poems by Rachel Green
That looks like a mighty elegant vessel!
it was rather splendid!
That's fabulous!
It is rather!
Saw the tall ships over on the coast one year. I was stunned at their beauty - the gleaming wood - the snapping sails - the humming lines.As they plowed gently into port a sigh went through the crowd. One of longing I think.
They are a romantic ideal. Harsh mistresses, though.
o to visit Whitby one more time!
Aya, preferably out of season, though!
Oh very good Rach! Beautiful ship.
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That looks like a mighty elegant vessel!
it was rather splendid!
That's fabulous!
It is rather!
Saw the tall ships over on the coast one year. I was stunned at their beauty - the gleaming wood - the snapping sails - the humming lines.
As they plowed gently into port a sigh went through the crowd. One of longing I think.
They are a romantic ideal. Harsh mistresses, though.
o to visit Whitby one more time!
Aya, preferably out of season, though!
Oh very good Rach! Beautiful ship.
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