Category: My Poetry
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Sunrise *
Sunrise A spray of lace draped across the morning grass Gives way before the hand of sunlightโs touch The air is graced with the harmonies of angels Madrigals sung at the dawning of the day Bestowing benisons of grace to all Who stand face up to receive them And bring peace to troubled hearts With…
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Forever More *
Forever More Smile for me That I may smile with you And overcome this sadness That haunts my waking hours. Sing for me That I may sing with you To banish troubled thoughts And lay to rest this weight of sorrow Dance for me That I may dance with you, Take you in my arms…
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Parallax *.
Parallax That which is to me Cannot be that which is to you But that is the purpose of words To bridge that gulf And language is the road on which they travel.
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Eala Bhan
Eala Bhan Gliding with serene grace Making stately progress Across the mirrored water A cotton cloud brought to earth And set upon this lake For my singular delight An elegant improbable dream Drifting into sight Pushing gentle ripples Before a prow of feathered white Elegant sails arched above Trailing a gaggle of cygnets In loud…
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If You Should *
If You Should If you should happen to pass me by And hear me gently sigh, Then stop and ask me, Why? If you did by chance take note Of a quiet tear upon my cheek, Then pause and ask me, Why? If you should see my shoulders slumped As though bearing a great weight,…
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This Song
This Song This song has been sung for ages long From far away and near at hand Repeating the same melody With many but minor variations Each voice adding unique touches Nuanced sounds both at once Individual and unique Clear ringing soprano to rich baritone The ensemble expands and contracts As circumstance and custom demands…
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The Picture *
The Picture Capturing a brief instant in time That offers a degree of immortality To the frozen subjects it portrays, As long as that image still exists That moment will be preserved And open a glimpse into the hearts and souls Of those who have become shadowy strangers Since the time of their passing. Their…
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Encounter
Encounter I fell into a trap One laid with care and cunning One set by a master in the art of snares More cunning than the furtive prey And practiced in deception. I walked right in Eyes wide shut and unaware As blithely as any mouse Who senses cheese but cannot see The danger in…
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Silence
Silence Not a sound carried on the breeze No repeated echos faintly dying No talk, no chatter, no whispers Not a solitary note Disrupts this quietude. The daily accompaniment Of constant, persistent noise Permeating every waking hour Made almost mute by constant presence Like visions too common to be seen. We pay no heed to…
Palimpsest 