Lynn W. Petty Poems

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21.
The Dark Of My Remembrances

What draws us back to our childhood when we
Have been assured that we cannot return?
Yet, by some force, it pulled me constantly,
Much like the spawning fish which swim and churn
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22.
Beyond The Haunt Of Memory

While browsing through an old bookstore,
I found a worn and tattered manuscript of verse.
Inscribed upon the flyleaf:
'Somewhere on the wagon trail,1872.'
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23.
A Mental Abyss

There is no measurement for the depth of grief
That one endures to watch the decline
Of a loved one, watching her slip into
That quicksand of dementia.
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24.
Every Day A New Mourning

Considered once a creative man, whose mind
Was charged with life and learning, now at 86,
He sits and looks away in fleeting recollection.
Each day, like a dark shade of mildew,
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25.
The Annals Of Assur-Nasir-Pal

Oh, Ninip, god of gods, great hero, chief
And forceful Lord, a god who gives relief,
To those who serve him, from his wrath and ire.
A king in mighty battle who breaths fire
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26.
But For A Child's Smile

A drunk, pale and grave,
Sat on the curb,
Destitute and homeless,
Destined for self-destruction.
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27.
Eight Long Years

Eight long years my spirit has been flamed
To understand, to know. I've blamed
The gods, whatever they may be, for such
Demands upon my time. I asked they touch
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28.
The Front Fence Gate

I wonder if a front fence gate reveals
The attitude of he who dwells therein,
Or is it just a pretense that conceals
The inner truth of tendency within?
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29.
Splendor

Its leafy splendor
Spreads, cathedral-like, its dome.
I sit in worship,
Steeped in the Spirit of One,
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30.
Our Twin Granddaughters

Chelsea and Ashley Who Live in New York

From horizon to horizon, across the vast opaque of our lives,
Two living meteorites have ignited our life with the flame of affection.
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