Adrian Wait Poems

They say it was a Hunter’s moon
The night the City died
They say it was a hunter’s moon
The day the people cried
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They sort to teach of things I knew
Seeking to re-inform, and make anew
They spoke of cabbages
And of kings
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Love is not Blind
Yet some declare it so
Love is not deaf
Though many fail to know
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Plough a furrow leave your marks
when bastards scar with their remarks
They use a razer to slash at hope
Build the gallows, provide the rope
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There is a distance in her eyes
No bridge could ever span
A distance in her eyes
Between what was and is
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Wishes and Dreams
May these be yours
For Our time Together
I Thank You
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Whatever the weather
They’ll tether the weather
Whether we like it or not
Spinning tales of global warming
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I am Everyman
Part of the main
The human side of God
A gift, unused and denied
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Off Camera.

Off Camera
The smile fades
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Soft falls the rain
Flowing from mountain
To amplify streams
Events and thoughts
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