Barry Middleton Poems

in the age of the fern
the sea stretched to the horizon

beasts more primal than love
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a beautiful day
does not take away the ache I feel

I do not speak
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the air is changing now
and winter soon will fade
the cloudless sky is blue
no more am I afraid
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another soldier dies
a sweetheart gently cries

a wife falls to her knees
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I gaze at you across my room
confused to know my eyes deceive

I wonder are you truly real
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there is no beauty in a wall
they have a wicked use
to isolate our fear and greed
and evil and abuse
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the march wind is stirring
and a spring tide awakes the sea
hope and blossoming are on the breeze
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to live within a misty cloud
and never touch the earth
was always inspiration's source
unendingly since birth
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when the best apple tree
was split and fell in a storm
there was grieving
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With solitude, my oldest friend,
I roamed alone in silent woods,
and studied every trembling leaf.
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