He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
Voices of play and pleasure after day,
Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.
About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees,
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,-
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I
1 Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us ...
2 Wearied we keep awake because the night is silent ...
3 Low drooping flares confuse our memory of the salient ...
4 Worried by silence, sentries whisper, curious, nervous,
5 But nothing happens.
6 Watching, we hear the mad gusts tugging on the wire.
7 Like twitching agonies of men among its brambles.
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King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,
And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:
And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,
Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.
Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws;
They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;
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I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.
Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.
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You're in this dream of cotton plants.
You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds
Fall with a sigh. You take another step,
Chop, and the sigh comes again,
Until you yourself are breathing that way
With each step, a sigh that will follow you into town.
That's hours later. The sun is a red blister
Coming up in your palm. Your back is strong,
Young, not yet the broken chair
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enigmatically enlightened
embodied essence of
o__live imperceptible
darkly moon-fragrant purity a__live
still knowingness of rippled
LAKE LOVE
quiet mirth transitioning
I see the foolish in
YOu and CUP
it marbled
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TRUTH 1
Truth came from the purest of pure
the smell of pine between toes endure
from crystal streams where trout shimmer
like rainbow dreams
From seagulls on wing
Willows whisper then sing
Deep down Poseidon takes his
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DREAMS (song)
Bring dreams into Being
Shatter oxygen to sing
of Creation’s flowers
of Creation’s powers
Dance the dual
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There’s no ugliness in a person’s smile;
the eyes beam first, and lips later beguile.
Hostility vanishes for a while.
It is wondrous when a smile takes place;
resentment, scorn, hate and disdain efface,
a miracle unique to the human race.
PEACE LILY
Three o’clock morning
A solitary hour of pillow turning
I gaze at a dark open tunnel
lacy funnel
Are you still with me ?
Your eyes odes to life
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