Barry Middleton Poems

it's very clear she's coming
that's what the whisper says
that hisses in the pines
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the emptiness of hollow politics
cannot cross these divisions
business exploits the common man
and men betray both brother and sister
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I feel the first of autumn now
that I have waited for too long
the cooler air is like a song
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the owl is watching me
he knows I cannot sleep
he calls into the hush
where silent shadows creep
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I look at him
he looks at me
he's not the man
he used to be
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after the storm there is a hush
the world has fallen fast asleep
and all that I can see is peace
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I see the avenue
the road leads to the sea

and what may lie beyond
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the sky is neither blue nor gray
but something autumn in between
I close my eyes and smell the hay
September fields so far away
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oh yes I will return some day
not even death can block my way

if you have never seen this place
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the fire is lit and casts a glow
across the cabin floor
imagination takes me there
beyond the final door
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