Summer Landscapes – 3

We ran along the shore like horses,
Glorying in strength and speed;
Where we we went was not important,
Just to love and drink and feed

Near the endless, boundless waters,
We were wild, we were free,
Summers spent in foam and breathless
By the teeming, timeless sea

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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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