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I Remember Elaine
Just like a child of flower.
Rose colored cheeks and pink smile.
Green-eyed phantom of love,
Filled with desire.
She's there, whimpering as a storm nears.
Casting flat faced stones across
Rippled waters.
Teasing man and beast with
The same amoral.
Never quiet, never still.
Eternal wandering and gazing.
Pearl teeth and golden silk hair,
Silly little ribbons blowing
Here and there.
Yes...
I remember you Elaine.
Changes
Yellow
ground
searching,
fowl
calling
nigh,
sparkles
off
diamonds
hostage
of
sky.
Winter
leaves
un-blamed.
Love
breathing
heavy,
apples
lying
red,
twig
felled
gently
by
snows
bed.
Spring
arrives
un-ashamed.
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Country Thoughts
Rambling I go, wandering still,
small breeze's whisper by.
There a gray barn on the hill.
I hear an old owl cry.
How many years, how many tears
since that long ago July?
Time goes past and disappears.
when did we say goodbye?
How many nights,
how many days?
In a lonely grave is where you lie.
I wander on, yet my heart stays,
Country thoughts of you and I.
Moon Through The Trees
Lonely light with fingers long,
cascading through limbs,
bare and stark
it caresses my heart
as the night begins.
Night songs sung by
crickets slumbering far
beneath the bow
waiting for moon to grant
the wishes of
distant voices now.
Limbs bend in unison,
in agonizing sway,
regrets of the night
slowly melt away,
voices stir
in muttered hope,
moon rises and falls
while lovers cope-
through the trees
moon disappears,
day lays to rest
the sum of our fears.
Tonight through the trees
the moon will replace
memory of lost love
with shinning grace.
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