ANDREW BLAKEMORE Poems

Across the field I once did stare
Towards the woodland stark and bare
I felt the cold of autumn air
While leaves lay on the ground.
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Now winter has melted to springtime
And the flowers bring colours so bright,
Each morning I wake with the songbirds
Embracing my heart with delight,
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As I stared at the flame of the candle
A vision I truly did see,
That told of my life and my sadness
And all that had happened to me.
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Those hands that gave and never took
Such miracles they did perform,
To make the crippled walk again
And blessed both man and child,
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Each life is a blessing that doesn't last long,
And ends all too suddenly it all seems so wrong,
Yet hope keeps me going through all of my pain,
That one day I can be with you once again,
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Around the lake the trees surround
Reflections on the water shine,
And deepest blue the autumn sky
A picture that is so divine,
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I long to breathe the warm air of the summer
Giving me life and the flowers around,
Wherever I look I see colours and beauty
Reaching for miles on the mosaic ground.
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Two old men talked about the past
As they leaned upon the slatted wooden fence
That creaked under the weight of their forearms.
One side was painted white
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O lasting love that knows no bounds
Why do you never come to me?
To spare my from these lonely days
So bitter and so cold,
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In Bradford Place
Beneath the towering cenotaph that stands,
The taxis wait,
Patiently,
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