Monday, 3 February 2014


For the first time
I write specifically for
You, blog-followers.

For forty years the spring
Has babbled forth - you now
Set your vessels to catch some water.

You gratify me - yet
I fear lest I assume
Laurels crown my writing.

If any gold
Can be panned from my stream
Another has put it there;

If any refreshment touches
Your palate Another
Has settled the silt out.

May salt from the new cruse
Cause that this stream
Bursts with pureness only.

Last posted here on 26/10/09.


  1. I have come to expect nothing less from you , David:)

    blessings ...may the river that flows feed you as well as all those that feed here.
    patrina <")>><


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