Sophia White Poems

You
've
lost
your
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Words, words, words.
So many, many words.
So many words.
So many worlds.
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I was down
I was weary
I was running
About to faint
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At the foot of the mount where the rock men dwell
And below the green plain where the goats graze
Tall reach the trees that Wintonwi hands
Called from the earth in Queen Ailynwy’s days.
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One day I will be so far
From home that home will seem
An unreachable star
So distant not one soft beam
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You had it all from first to last
You won it all when the dice were cast
You held the whole world in your palm
Your stars were lucky, your sea was calm.
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Man, a travesty of his beginning,
A finite beast that crawls the earth,
Moaning in his exile,
Far from his intended hearth,
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Golden leaves flutter down
Around the girl in the gown
With laurel in her hair.
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Sure, I love a library
When I'm feeling green.
But when I'm orange
A library
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The Poem Hunter came and sat next to me.
I asked, “Do you help us find a poem
Or a poet? Hence your name? ”
“At times, ” he smiled. “But my purpose
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