Daniel Artemas Harmon Poems

Cold winds of winter have blown far away
springtime is our time
and love is today.
Kisses and blossoms
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Sleep little child.

when beddy-bye comes,
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Cold winds of winter
have blown far away-
Springtime is now time
and love is today.
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I dreamed I was climbin
up Tom Roche's mountain
and high on the top
there was roses all red
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Go strain against the enwrapping snare

and curse the silken, delicate bands
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How sweet the romance
of ants,
how voluptuous their queen,
so clean,
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Other than body of woman,
the grace of wine
and words that leap between minds,
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To see the cycle,
one observes the rose,
whose roots suck on,
though all the petals fall,
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For a strange while
I saw into far days
when you and I
will be as quiet dust.
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I came to the city

afraid and alone,
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