elysabeth faslund Poems

I really hope you do...
Cause there's nothing
Like English ale.
Helluva, hearty brew!
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It might be a poem,
But it don't rythme.
Way too wordy! Not
Worth a dime....
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Fitting to write this today...
Rain falls loudly.
Skies dark.
I grieve.
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Long til night...mewling,
Sun newborn. Dawned in
Swaddling clouds
Keeping it warm.
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Twilight tangles dawn imperceptibly
As dawn dances light beams through all twilights.
No complete Light...as no complete Darkness.
We should be aware of these magical
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Intrigue misting sleepily down to Earth,
As warmth meekly unburdens greenery
From Winter-dormant twigs, branches of trees
Shaking loose from iced-mornings' tyrranny.
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Hickory dickory dockus...
Zee mouse run up the clockus...
Zee cluck stuck one...
Zee took zee fun
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And so, Goodnight, Goodnight.
Gray winds, blue eyes
Watching Louisiana, and
Texas...
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Ambivalent hues sensing
Another watercolor-draped
Ambient Dawn.
Do we not sing this Song...
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What should I cry, in lines,
That I will not cry, in eyes?

Rather be daft, and laugh
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