James Walter Orr Poems

You come to me because you say you need me.
I come because I cannot stay away.
You weep with me because our love was thwarted.
I weep with you because you cannot stay.
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The weasels run, a mighty herd
Of charging little beasts.
They're waiting on King Weasel
To call them to their feast.
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Her gray head bows, and in the lamps dim glow,
with steady hand she sticks the end of thread
toward needles eye, but bushy, raveled end
declines to go. She makes another try
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SHADOWS OF SEPARATION

I call to you across the miles,
those empty miles which lie between
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When I'm crushed between the debris
of the cold, hard rocks of space
and the end of time
and I know I'll never be free
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In ages past, when the evening star
shone down from an azure sky,
it carried warmth from the goddess of love:
love shone from her twinkling eye.
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Deep and solemn tolls the midnight bell.
The moon begins its slow descent, to sink,
Behind the steeply rising western hills,
And yet I lie in bed, awake, to think.
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While waves of passion lap the shore,
I plumb the depths of Eros' lake
And drink it dry, and look for more:
Oh God! , that this desire might slake
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I have to this, I have to that;
What makes me think I must?
I cannot take the time to chat,
Much less escape the thrust
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I came to earth, from a distant star,
And alien point of view.
I walk this earth as I did afar,
And I search for what is true.
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