Barry Middleton Poems

I have come to a fork in the road
each path is a mystery
on the right is a green woodland
a reminder of my childhood home
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if silence could speak
then you would know

a mute and clumsy pause
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night creeps through the trees
like an army stalking darkness

creatures of daylight vanish
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Who was it that passed me on the street today?
I was preoccupied and did not notice.
They were a blur and a shadow disappearing.
I turned but could not recognize a familiar walk.
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I've been fighting the blues all my life;
I don't have a dog and I don't have a wife.
And my future ain't looking too bright.
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I stand here in the moonlight
and it is well past midnight
no one around and not a sound
to share this mystic sight
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as love may come and go like spring
like luck or fortune's furtive grace
so every heart must guard itself
and thus reserve a secret place
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the cloud has covered up the blue
the gray has banished all our hope
and everything we thought we knew
to rob from us the will to cope
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Peace cannot come to a world
where wild eyed generals feed
the commerce of endless war.
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the morning was so long ago
it has grown old before its time
it creeps along like old men do
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