Maurice Rowlands Poems

Just Before Christmas
Every year
When the world is full of cheer
There's a blossoming of flowers
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I tripped over while walking through the woodland path
And now I'm falling

I landed on some golden Autumn leaves and some hard acorns
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Lift up your head
Go on
It’s really not that far
Lift up your face and feel the rain on your skin
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Feeding or maybe it’s bleeding
Whichever, your heart itself is conceding
Fighting, biting, the spark is igniting
Born again, torn and reborn
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Find yourself
Notes can only play with beauty
If the moth has come out
Of its chrysalis
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Follow the path
Keep running
Don’t look back
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A celestial ocean of glistening stars
Shimmering over his island
Cascading down a blanket of eerie light
Down upon the vast expanse of sands
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Something she senses
Where no one else can
The owl is wiser
She feels
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On my Loves lips
The scorpion has kissed
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Come in out of the cold
Have a beer
From the streets they will sweep
Every last tear
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