Mill Field Poems

Come rest thy head upon my breast
And I shall wipe away those tears
And I shall drive away those fears;
And I shall give thee soft -lid sleep
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Will, he was a soldier man,
Billy was a thief,
George he counted chickens
And Tom he kept some sheep;
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A friend supports in time of need,
Shares the joke or listens to our tale of woe;
The one who comfort gives, indeed,
And triples pleasures as they come and go;
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An unread poem -
The wind howling in Arctic wastes;
The fragrance adrift in a forgotten garden;
The mountain call with no echo;
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The koel, male, a bird of jet
With crimson, beady eyes;
Flies between the trees quite tall
And roosts beside my wall.
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Prayer is directing one's attention towards God;
A waiting, listening attitude;
Directing one's attention to the inner self;
A waiting, listening attitude;
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Look inside,
What do you see?
I don't see anything,
I just see me.
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Words,
Those shells of meaning;
Meaning,
Whose rich textures and flavours,
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Despair -
When hope is snuffed out like a guttering candle.

Despair -
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We have met,
Off and on, I suppose,
Down through the ages;
Under crystal domes and louring skies,
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