Bill Grace Poems

Gentle, the sea wind's caress
Parting the pasture mists
A sheep processional
Light year fires in an ebony pool
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Goals are great and give a rudder to the ship
That help us go in life from A to B
With A to B I have no quarrel
For travel often carries education.
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If violence invited us to parade
The thing would find itself alone
So the Devil being wiley wraps it in more attractive
Though often more fear filling garb:
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Testing evening is the night before the tests
When daughter goes to bed before the early hour
And I relect on old percentile scores
That couldn't be maintained through out my space
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It occurred to me while loading pills
How much life had changed from days of youth
When loading would have meant a magazine
With which to harry crow or fox.
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With wife gone and morning's gray turned light
I love the time before the energy of passion comes
When a black chimney can burn into blueing sky
The time before the second cup of coffee
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Charmay is nice
But, oh! the price.
A fine ale when in Belgium.
In the States we must make due and ask:
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I do not like an open flame
For in it there could be
A fuse of vastly more loss
Than aesthetic or even spiritual gain.
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It does not not lie
It tells with a sigh
Not where you are
Or where you want to be
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Author of all, fire in the burning bush - unconsumed
Grant by some grace to ask the question:
What would you have me do today?
And to answer it in faith and action
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