Austin Glover Poems

Dark waters won’t subdue her reflection,
Smudged mirrors cannot deny her image,
Blind views, she shines through with perfection,
As heart and figure need not to scrimmage.
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Beauty defines itself like such great art,
All eyes drawn to its composure and grace,
A sculpture or painting so pure of heart,
Almost eases the time I long for your face.
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Changed, is meaning of these letters I speak,
As you and I spend less moments apart.
Though, closer we come with each passing week,
A spirit so full, now filling my heart.
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Would you step of the
Back of my shoe, if I told you,
I’d stay forever?
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My grip is weak,
I am forever sliding,
Into this hole of meek,
My thoughts are gliding,
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Autumn changing,
Hearts arranging,
Placid colors,
Ever fading.
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The air is tense,
Screaming’s dense,
In this void, desolate,
Sense of mind.
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Defiance and hope,
You wish to rebel?
Grab hold of this rope,
Whatever you say,
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A while its been, I’m afraid that’s true,
The sky remains grey, the air bleeds with monotones,
To my ringing ears that I trudge with each morn.
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As a poet, my writing comes and goes,
Sometimes it’s scrambled, and sometimes it flows,
My inspiration lacks, while I relax,
In this repetitive place I know.
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