Irene C S ClarkHogg Poems

With heavy loins I strolled the wood,
Observing nature, as young men should,
Who enjoy the natural way of things;
And appreciate what a pure life brings.
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The Holly Bush

It was in the depth of winter
When snow lay crisp upon the ground
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I place my feet upon this path
I face the promised pain and wrath
I say 'Rejoice, why pity me
Who will pluck this apple from the tree.'
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As many people know
I don't often drink.
Only a coke
Trying not to provoke
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He speaks of traveling in far distant lands
Of cities fair, adjacent to the sea;
Exotic gifts purchased there. So, for me,
Fine silks and spices placed within my hands.
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EVIL.


Satan so often gets the blame
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Just given time,
The riddle solver.
All problems gone,
Worries pass and cast asunder.
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As lengthening shadows across the vista reach,
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The silent screaming of the dreaming
Awakens not the mind of man
But reaches out to he who travels
In the borders between the worlds.
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