Uriah Hamilton Poems

The gorgeous nymph is gone,
She has left our simple island
Where we played in the sun
And drank sweet wine.
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I find myself praying to Jesus
When once again
I’m lost in an unsympathetic city
Feeling lovelorn and alone
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Roses will rain
When I meet the train
Of eternal existence.
Jesus will find me
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I know of a beautiful, dark-haired girl.
I have never touched her hand,
But I have swooned at the thought.
We haven’t walked the lonely autumn streets
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I’ve written many poems
Following the variously scattered and tattered
Paths of my life and thoughts.
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Walk straight into the blissful arms
Of a new day,
Create an invigorating mindset
And devote your dreams
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I don’t know how to walk
From the rusty streets of Detroit
To the sunlight of San Diego
But I appreciate every intelligent lady
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I’ve been ensnared by love for you,
Your sleeplessness, your moodiness,
Your poetry of a hundred broken hearts,
Your youthfulness worshipping music
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She was a young sweet kid
Wearing a black choker
On her scrawny teenage neck
Living in a fatherless home
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Beaujolais in paper cups
Beside an alley dumpster
Beneath a praying streetlight—
Holding hands in a grimy city,
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