Gusty Trees

Gusty Trees

“The wind was a torrent of darkness, among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon, tossed upon cloudy seas.
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding-riding,
The highwayman came riding up to the old inn-door.”
Alfred Noyes, The Highwayman

For the full poem, click HERE! But I highly recommend listening to the poem as a song instead by Loreena McKennitt from her Book of Secrets album as shown below.

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