Digital Photography Photo Friday – Weathered Posted on 12 December 2008 Another shot from Southampton’s spooky ‘Old Cemetry’… Southampton Old Cemetery 2 Comments You Might Also Like Photo Friday – The Beach 21 September 2007 Togetherness – a family photo shoot 5 October 2011 Beach 22 July 2011 2 Comments Reply Lysseus 16 December 2008 at 04:00 My Secret Love (28 May 1995) I have a secret love Who walks amongst these fields Across the yellow woods she lives Nearby the seven hills Hair black as the raven Eyes tempestuous seas! Ruby lips, flashing nails Limbs draped in burgundy She walks the path, now overgrown And gives no thought to me Raindrops smooth the marbled stone That holds my memory When she was a child, I was a child Along that very lane We’d sing and dance, and holding hands Enchanted we would play When I was a child, she was a child Then the cold, damp, wintry rain Brought to me the cough of doom And took my love away I’ve watched her grow each passing year More comely with each turn Feelings—all that’s left of me— To watch, to pine, to yearn Another’s hand, another’s kiss Another’s soft embrace . . . I’ve watched her joys turn slow to tears And the light fade from her face This Spring I see a youthful form As when my spirit sped, An elder woman strains apace Her daughter being led Along the lane of the yellow woods Nearby the seven hills My feelings haunt the eternity Each generation fills Reply Angie 18 December 2008 at 00:07 What lovely poetry, the words go well with the gotic victorian graveyard. Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Name * Email * Website Sign me up for the newsletter!