Kelsey Clark Poems

A dry tear runs down my cheek
To be seen my no one. You see,
They are all watching, like dumb-founded sheep
Some snickering and some listening, not making a peep.
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Heaven is not so far as it seems,
Though clouded by life's storms and heavy fog.
In their deceit they condense themselves around time
Leaving us separated from the majestic reality of the universe,
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Today I saw a Lady in Black.
She wore dish rags on her head,
wrung out to dry and left to rot in the city streets,
and metal chains that kept her captive in this
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Both Joy and Pain are joining me this evening.
They are not accustomed to being together,
not to mention their natural displeasure
for the other’s faulty reasoning.
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