James Walter Orr Poems

My limbs are knotted, like an oak,
that stands, devoid of leaves.
I don’t envision or evoke,
an image that deceives.
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There’s slightly over half a moon that shines on us tonight.
Fragmented clouds approach her face, but none can block her light.
The night is nice to take my walk. My shirt is wet with sweat.
They say a rain will come tonight. I will not take that bet.
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Of red, I am the chronicle
and name I now, on numbered page,
each episode: love, hate and rage,
that blinds your heart, obscures your trail,
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(Obsessed Times Two)

The puny mind of man can soar
beyond confining skies;
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On this stormy day fell such heavy snow,
That begot such frozen chill,
The snow blocked the keenest of human sight,
And subdued the strongest will.
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I knew a man, not face to face,
But by his reputation.
He used to come into this town
By way of central station.
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A Sideline Sonnet
(letters on the left side of the poem make the 15th line, which is also written out in parenthesis at the end of the poem) This poem, instead of being displayed with either 12 lines on the left margin, with the 13th and 14th lines indented in modern format, or with the first 8 lines on the left margin, a line skipped and then the next 4 lines on the left margin with the couplet indented in the style most commonly used in the days of Shakespeare, will be posted in 4 line stanzas to make it easier to read the side line, which will be three 4 letter words, and one 2 letter word.

May I behold a girl this fair:
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I watch as starlight’s gleam across the years,
recalls to me our dream across the years.

We walked together, all those years ago:
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Gray-green rimmed the hill.
Eternal dark's chill
Approach of the night,
Glazed and dimmed my sight.
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