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bridge, devil, legend, Lucifer, Poem, Poetry, sunbathing, Tarr Steps
Tarr Steps
(The Tarr Steps are a stone slab bridge in England that is over a thousand years old. According to legend, the Devil sunbathes there, and a cat vaporized there once..he he..no cats harmed in the writing of this)
When moonlight flies full, water runs colder,
the stars ashine o’er angelic shoulder,
the rocks lie sans comfort, soothing troubled
thoughts of God’s enlightened cast-off double.
Illumned sunbathing, Devil’s joyous flight
to realms sublime and Heaven purified.
For what compares with solitude’s blissful still
save waters’ running under call of whippoorwill?
ha..now he chose a nice place to sunbath for sure..and i’m glad to cats were harmed in the making of this…smiles
should read..no cats…not fully awake yet..need another coffee…smiles
no smiles…I mean no problem…wink..no need to apologize..I’d ask for clarity if necessary..