Re: Topband: Condo Owners 160m poem. - A poem for DXers.
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! With apologies to Alfred Lord Tennyson - From "Crossing the Bar" 73/DX Charlie, K4OTV -Original Message- From: Topband [mailto:topband-boun...@contesting.com] On Behalf Of chac...@cableone.net Sent: Friday, August 09, 2013 7:16 PM To: top Band; Jim F. Subject: Re: Topband: Condo Owners 160m poem. Hope you don’t mind my use of artistic license😊 Cecil Acuff Gulfport MS K5DL From: Jim F. Sent: August 9, 2013 6:06 PM To: top Band Subject: Topband: Condo Owners 160m poem. (1 slight change made with apologies to Joyce Kilmer) Jim / W1FMR Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918 119. Trees I THINK that I shall never see A tower lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Againstmy antenna flowing west; A tree that looks at God all day, 5 And liftsmy signal far away ; A tree that may in summer wear An inverted L within her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with my RF gain . 10 Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. . _ Topband Reflector _ Topband Reflector _ Topband Reflector
Re: Topband: Condo Owners 160m poem.
Hope you don’t mind my use of artistic license😊 Cecil Acuff Gulfport MS K5DL From: Jim F. Sent: August 9, 2013 6:06 PM To: top Band Subject: Topband: Condo Owners 160m poem. (1 slight change made with apologies to Joyce Kilmer) Jim / W1FMR Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918 119. Trees I THINK that I shall never see A tower lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Againstmy antenna flowing west; A tree that looks at God all day, 5 And liftsmy signal far away ; A tree that may in summer wear An inverted L within her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with my RF gain . 10 Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. . _ Topband Reflector _ Topband Reflector
Topband: Condo Owners 160m poem.
(1 slight change made with apologies to Joyce Kilmer) Jim / W1FMR Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918 119. Trees I THINK that I shall never see A tower lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, 5 And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. 10 Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. . _ Topband Reflector