alan brown Poems

I sit here all alone at night
thinking of the past
Dreaming of the days gone by
and how they used to last.
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The sound of the morning whispered clearly in my ear
as the lark and the nightingale sang their musical song.
Flickering Butterflies drifted from bloom to bloom
taking joy in the abundance of nectar
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The Sun beamed down forcibly
upon the hot and golden sand
As Vultures circled endlessly
above the lonely man
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The trees waved at me
as I walked along the lane
Shifting in the summer breeze
as their leaves called out my name
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I sit here alone and wait
for someone to open
the old yard gate.
I hear a creak
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The hills glisterned
Sparkling with delight
as the many flowers cascaded
down it's grassy bank.
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The day broke as the Sun rose high above the distant hills
giving birth to a new and refreshing land.
Deer ran within sight of the of the darkened wood
as pheasant frolicked in the greenness of the ripening hay.
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The African Sun Glowed Red in the cloudless sky
as birds fluttered high overhead singing as they passed me bye.
Antelope Played as Spring Buck sprang
leaving muddy hoof prints in the dampened sand.
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The gun was greased and loaded
as it lay in the snipers hand.
Just waiting for a movemant
on the ridge along the sands
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The sinuses of time dug deep within my sole
As time imortal passed within my reach.
Grasping I clung to my belief
as hurt entered my heart.
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