FAMINE, HIGHWAY MAN
This has nothing to do with the Poetic Streak of which I am suffering off the late. This is pure famine - dry, heavy and dusty famine that my blog is experiencing. I have had to dust off my old diaries - the one's that I used to keep as a teenager and plunder something that I wrote down for fun. This is something that I wrote after reading the "The Highway Man by Alfred Noyes - a very good poem. I used the same theme and the same name, but the result is overwhelming - Ugly. I sincerely hope that no body accuses me of plagiarism - but then you would never have found out the likeness. I would never ask you to read it and enjoy. Thats might be asking too much. The Highway Man When the darkness veils the town Distance hooves of mustang is heard Coming on that like a don Is the Highway man alone. With his head held up high, With his horses mighty sigh, On his hand the blade is high, With it’s cusp glittering in moon. Among the clouds the galleon shine, Peeping through the...