My Brother's Seascape
T Tom Billsborough
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Muted tones bring peace
As the green sward breathes out
Towards the ochre sands
And the steel-blue sea beyond,
So calm at the tide's turn!
The curved horizon bends
Below small clouds
Which pose no threat of rain.
There is a stillness here
Wherein my dream may make
A song with muted melodies,
Echoing the pleasure I receive
From an unpretentious art.
Yet am I soundless as the owl's flight
In seeking for the words
Within this peaceful space.
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