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The Irony of Death

I am immortal in life.
I see all, live in tears
Thrive in fears.
I touch everything and everyone,
I am what you will become.
I follow your steps,
I wait in your home.
I am all.
I am nothing.
I will never die.
I am the shadow of your life.
I am forever.

nature does.....

nature does nurture

we all are a part of mother nature
which all along our lives
does us nurture

...P E R S U A D E R E ...

foliage
enchantments drip
like kisses
down the springdrenched
long ago

upturned as a sigh
the miles of spendthrift
sky

billowing with her yarns
and tales streaming
caught on the moons
sharp blade

cutting heart
killing
moon

sotto terse sonnets
the turned hip
glean of stars
like glitter dust
cool and arid

we are a thousand
miles
from touch

we are a voice
one
given
to heavens
longing

Lady Autumn

Lady Autumn

DER DE DER DE DER

Margaret Ann Waddicor.

DER DE DER DE DER
Perhaps I should concur
with other rhymes at other
times ter te ter te ter.

why I love Frost I love Frost!

why I love Frost?

I love Frost
for his simplicity of thought
how he volunteered to be different
after all we all have a choice to make
and that all the difference does it make
we cannot say yes and no
either way
one way we have to go ...

Frost in all his humbleness
never knew
some guys called Nobel
will select this one poem too

he has made his mark
so am I in the waiting lurch
which road should be taken
hope I will follow in his footsteps too
very few take a path afresh and new

Loss

Sometimes I wonder who I'd be today,
If I'd taken another road,
Or maybe sang a different tune,
Would I have changed?

But all I know is that I don't really know a thing.

Hidden Love

No1

I love you I am to your spirit drawn
You see, I cannot help it my dear
It is because you are there somewhere
I love you I am to your spirit drawn
Can you out there not understand
It is because I do
I love you I am to your spirit drawn
You see, I cannot help it my dear

A Triolet For You

For you my gardens thrive and bloom,
to send their perfumes all your way.
To weave the heaven's beauts on loom,
for you my gardens thrive and bloom.
The sunrise shines to glint the gloom,
and casts its rays on plots I lay.
For you my gardens thrive and bloom,
to send their perfumes all your way.

Nameless Fiend

I am standing at the cliff's edge
as I look out to the sea;
waves crash on a nameless shoreline
stirred up by a nameless wind.

In my spirit I am pounding,
filled with dread anticipation.
Something in the air is stirring-
portent of a nameless fiend.

I can feel her fiery breathing
and can see her charming eyes.
I am incapacitated
by the shadow of her being.

She's the mother of confusion,
the enchantress of despair;
keeper of a flock of sorrows,
goat-herd of a thousand fears.

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