On Golden Decks
by Steve Tanham
On sweet golden wood decked in yellow Is my love of ochre from you? A fantasy glimpsed in old posters A place where poor children are few ⦿ From a farther realm now you are calling Bright image, uncharted, at sea Your home somewhere richer and darker with meaning Not timeless nor faded but free ⦿ Let me sail down to Rio within you … Read More On Golden Decks
Sun in Gemini 