chris dawson Poems

The autumn night, it kissed his cheeks

and thoughts turned to the skies,
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Perspectives, like the weather, change

the light upon his day,
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I cry my love
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Those shoes she bought with such excitement,

to surely make her at her best, convinced,
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Across the distance, through the air

Though land or sea divide
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There's a place where we have been

Where no one else can go
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She biked along a Norfolk lane
And softly sang her song
The birds they joined her in refrain
Now here she could belong
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What causes an itch,

some far distant witch
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I debated with an old friend
On a subject dear to me
I made my case most lucidly
But he would not agree
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Shadow, companion to those who take rest,
you that expands yourself in the drowsy eye of the fading light.
Why do you sometimes lurk,
create fear,
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