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Moonlight shadow, moonlight shadow

I don't want to be mantled in you

cold and unfriendly as you are

chilled with the midnight dew

I want to have a sunbeam 

clothed upon my shoulder

little sis will hide her face

unless loving arms enfold her


Sitting on a towel down on Netley shore

eating bread and damson jam

hearking the old men snore

sifting through the shingle

in the afternoon sun

"a stone that's got a hole in it ...

little sis says ...

is a lucky one"


No one says the sea is boring

not the sailor how would he?

who has spent his whole life

traversing old Briny

crashing waves with freshing spume

gentle lapping curl

waves, wave upon wave

beneath sky azure or pearl.

Edited by Tank
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