Today's poem is by Deborah Warren
The warhorse out at grass,
remembering the fray
the sounding horn and noise of battle,
trifles with his hay.
Ulysses, home at last,
has heard the Sirens sing;
the lapping harbor chafes the mettle
of an idle king.
The woman with a past
forgets it if she can;
covers her ears and settles for
an ordinary man.
Copyright © 2003 Deborah Warren All rights reserved
from The Size of Happiness
The Waywiser Press
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