ENOCH JOHN Poems

A heart of gold she has
Sincerity etched upon her face
Humility as a cloak she wears
Solemnly going about life's task
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In the new year I will take Descartes ''cogito ergo sum'' and play philosopher,
And I will try to put flame in every line of syntax,
I'll ask my muse again and again to speak more urgently.
Just as the day ends and the morning begins anew,
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the sun peeks at me
through his yellowed gaze
his rays penetrative, downward tilted,
and making earth
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[ For a Shakespearean audience, written after the poet's muse had fallen under Cupid's influence]

Allow not impediments to hamper,
A love that's born to be true,
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Love is a kind of emotion
That can confuse man or woman
Anytime of the night or day.
It can make you laugh or cry,
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Grey
is the Dawn, opening

the book
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Poetry,
is like watching sunrise,
there is no disguise.
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There's a beauty in the stars the wellspring of love,
My epiphany of love reveals that love is in the gait of prince and peasant alike,
What shall I bring you on this night when the stars illume the vast sky,
And salted wind blows in from the ocean and deposits its smell on me?
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An abstract painting is so much an imitation of life,
Insofar as it does not readily define something,
Or what the artist is really trying to depict,
But on closer examination the trained eye
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It is said that...........
Some men are born great
Some become great
And others have greatness thrusted upon them.
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