David Blake Poems

Over me, the shadow of the love that I
thought would never forsake me. My
eyes red with fear and doubt yet
knowing, refusing to cry. Unimaginable
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Across the plains and through the
dusty deserts that I have so often
wondered in my dreams traveling
toward a shadowy place where I
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In the sudden silence I know see what was
lost to possibility. Dreams and visions may
come and despite what man might believe,
we are small compared to the greater good
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Eyes as dark blue as the winter sky,
a gentle breeze and the promise of
tomorrow are all I ever knew of love.
The path long, the game short and
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Midnight dancers, lovers and
dreamers living and dying yet
never known. The world of
vision and truth lost beneath the
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Of the Smiles and sin that have so often
been my only friend, the sad works of a
lonely old man. Dreaming of a boy that
once danced by the sea, full of life and
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Antisipation, Kisses sweaty dirty love,
the simple things that I will never forget.
Trying to live without regrets knowing
someday it might all end. Waves and
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In the infinite silence of my solitude, I write these words
that mean nothing. The words, the dreams, lost in a
thousand dawns, scattered like sand before the sea,
unrecognizable even to me. Unsatisfied my sole clings
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How does one so young misconstrue the
light for darkness? A life, a hollow reed
that’s melody is forced out by the winds
of change, played by some unseen hand.
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