Tag: poetry
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Dark Sky
The sky this morn is black with crows, The rising sun an angry rose Casts blood in petals on the land. And I sing, to remember all I was In another age, in another time, Beneath a sweeter, brighter sky When all the world was you and I. White horses walked in sylvan glades…
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A Five-Minute Poem
Peace? I have too much of it! Mellifluous music, softly played, Honeyed voices, whispering. Bird song attuned to silence Garden wars, life and death in hushed tones Whispering wind in hushed groans Among timbers old where beetles creep Among stones cold where old ones sleep Around mullioned windows glassless Unseeing from the ruin of ages…
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Christian?
I have never known whether or not I could write poetry, so this category may remain impoverished, or short-lived, if my followers are honest in their opinion. But there are times when verse seems to help express a need. This is one such time: Christian Christian, where were you in the sun time When our…
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