Barry Middleton Poems

a poet leaves not much behind
just memories and verse
and memories fade into the past
for better or for worse
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Love grows as love goes
like polliwogs to frogs,
whose wiggliness no longer shows
in leaping out from logs.
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how young he was
to claim these lines
it took me a lifetime
to nearly understand
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darkness filters into light
sunrise brings no vision
diamonds are charred and burnt
sallow memory weeps
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I grew up in the shadows
the sun hidden behind a cloud
darkness spread over the south
like a river flood
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wanderer of blue eyes
and silver seeking hair
following a white moth
you will not wonder long
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Please God, can you just put me through?
I'd like to talk to Mom.

I know she's up there somewhere near.
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I spied the Grim Reaper
right behind my tree

I saw him
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she placed the rose carefully
into an onyx vase

a sprig of fern and greenery
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I am cursed like Sisyphus
my deceits were minor
and yet the gods conspired
to create my endless burden
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