Questions Of Blake
by Walter LaVerne Jones
Friday, February 04, 2005
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Where is the shadow of pain living out teh words given
With malice and love
Does any one care
Stood in permanent position looking for the sun.
Childhood sweet heart
Cuts him to the core
Flood a passing thought in reader slip each will run.
Tried to see angels
Shorn of pride
Gold takes the place of dreamers in the sad of fun.
From mothers womb
Grown in the wisdom
Rolled down the check of love in the bottom it is done.
Rejection born of her
A lasting memory
Shore as far as the eye can see ocean is me with one.
Tentative reach for no
Burned again by love
Fold in sand and eyes at sleep we dance in the brazen sun.
Body and soul left
Weak needing help
Store in the book of little direction a place sleep to run.
Elegant grace sleep
Dance in only heart
Oar of life lingers just a bit in the shell left by children at fun.
Fingers sleep alone
Critical of words
Perfect the words in glory seen all lay to find a word done.
Love found in script
And page mark to fold
Silver body laid to tan graced a silent heart child now is one.
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|Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson
|i love the way you twist words
displaying a well cultivated piece
|Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
|You always write the most profound poems and it makes one think about things.|