Barry Middleton Poems

The underworld serpent,
cold blooded Uncreator,
and mortal enemy of Ra,
circles the earth valley
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for sure there are sitters
who never get started
maybe fearful of life
or simply fainthearted
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has it always been this way?
cowering behind a fire
at the mouth of the cave?
fear will rule if you let it,
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Those people are the enemy.
Those are the barbarians.
They will always be at the gates.
Eternal avarice awaits.
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I once held a dream
called green ice cream
the queen.
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Did you ever meet a thought shaper?
They plant a seed and make you think.
They subtly debate till a light comes on
and some new thought you call your own
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sandhill crane
strutting your stuff
in the parking lot
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So far away, you are my love,
yet I can never hear your voice.
Beyond my walls and lost in time,
I still cannot revoke your choice.
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If there was just a lost and found
where we could go when feeling down,

there we might regain our youth,
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the high diver
stands at great height
and pauses
to make sure he's right
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