Jonathan Platt Poems

(This one's for Kirsty Richards)

Here, in heaven's shadow,
Our days are numbered few;
...

My eyes are drawn to that boundless expanse,
Where mystery and beauty and enchantment romance...
And each star spreading its elegant glow
'Til their sphere of light into eternity flows;
...

The soul, like a fragile sphere of glass,
Holds the white radiance of heaven.
When the many trials of time are passed,
The soul bursts like an exploding star,
...

The Soul has a fire,
And it surpasses those of Hell;
And if our hearts desire,
These flames will never tire -
...

As the world revolves,
The hot day dissolves
While the sun rolls slowly into the west.
And now the moon slips in
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A whisper from below
Seeps into my ears,
Then oozes into my mind -
And in the darkness
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I'm always filled with frustration,
My mind is never at ease,
Because it is heaven
That I always think about...
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The sound of laughter in the air -
Such a frivolous commotion.
The feeling it infects you with -
Such a glorious emotion.
...

I told
my confidant
a secret,
but the secret
...