Ernestine Northover Poems

Lift your eyes and look towards the sun,
Let these rays bring comfort to your day,
Raise up your spirit, let the fight begin,
Hold on to all your hopes, do not give way,
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If I could climb a ladder to the stars.
Forget my fear of heights and upward glance.
To see the heavens twinkling down on me,
Making me feel that I could freely dance.
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The tears fall, but no one's there to heed them,
The heart it mourns, but no one sees the hurt.
An emptiness has seeped into the brainstem,
One's feeling dazed, and no longer alert.
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On the horizon where the earth meets the sky,
the game birds cry.

The winds that blow the clouds that go passing by,
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I’m sitting on the jetty, feet dangling o’er the sea,
A view that’s so breathtaking, that it’s enveloped me.
The sunlight on the water, with facets shining bright.
I could sit forever absorbing this wondrous sight.
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My Husband's Grandmother,
who had reached the grand old age of 98 years,
died one 23rd of December,
and as her funeral couldn't be organised
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The love of God is in my smile,
In the sparkling of my eyes.
In my laughter and my sighs.
The love of God stays all the while.
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Moss covered stones line the river’s edge,
thus there is no need to dredge.
Water’s flowing swiftly on its way,
for it cannot ever stay.
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With air so still, no breeze around,
a storm was brewing, somewhat near.
Not a whisper crept o’er the ground,
just eerie silence, fraught with fear.
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I'm moving on and forward now
Into spheres unknown,
I'm trying to find the strength somehow,
To make it on my own.
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