Summer Landscapes – 1

The journey starts at sun up,
A voyage built of years;
From in the mists, forgoten-ness,
And sorrow in arrears

That’s paid up in a string of hopes
And unexpected joys —
The voyage is the thing, the rest
Is emptiness

And noise

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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