Best Poem of Edmund V. Strolis

Long Shadows
This shore was new once, the adventures like the dunes- gone.
What heights were reached, the word 'impossible' was never known
What great shadows were cast by those shifting possibilities
The dunes like dreams were made of momentary wishful things

Energy spent from a seemingly endless pool, fed by a joyful . . .
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The Path
How dull it seems the haughty bellows of philosophers and kings.
Or the bishops preaching sermons, flashing grins and gaudy rings.

I would rather hear a blacksmith's hammer than to hear such twaddled yap.
For the only blessing he can offer is the promise of a nap.

To my wits I will trust my days, not to . . .
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