Roy Storey Poems

it is a gray dawn
seen in the refiection
of her tears.
With the dreams
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Freedom wins
freedom falls.
Wisedom out lives
it all.
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Ice crystals
falling, rising, twisting on the air
a spiraling mass, on the wind
falling covering the earth.
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Is it a poem
or a test of time.
Or just another
pretty rhyme.
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Swells of orange dust
move round and round
in the breeze
by
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Words falling
bouncing over
the page.
Forming puddles
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By candle light.
She sits
night afther night.
Waiting waiting
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Rays of the sun, light falls
through woodland.
With hues, of
gold,
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Only words
up on a page.
Say i love you
only words
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I have lived
in mighty towns
seen noble
king and queens.
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