Walterrean Salley Poems

Those Slooowww
Days—like a snail—
Are not a good feeling,
And at times are hard to cast off.
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Yesterday's dawn
With her unique horizon,
And her sunrise of
florescent light
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A word, a touch,
A helping hand
From one who cares
And understands,
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Among
My favorite
Fruits, grape reminds of the
Morning dew—nutritious, sappy
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Back in the 1960s
Momma would ride us kids
Down River Street
To see the river,
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One cannot know
What is beyond life's horizon.
The toil of daily battles.
Defeat. Or victory won.
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We’ve heard your cry, seen your tears
And felt your deeply gripping fears.
We sense your pain and your loss,
Which comes at such an immense cost.
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Heard, felt and gently entwined-
But never seen anywhere.
Music, like a velvet wind,
Resonates through the air.
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Each day I pray for strength
That only comes from God.
Can’t do nothing of myself,
For I am made of sod.
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(A Uniquely Tragic Love Story)

‘Twas 1960, a brisk autumn morn,
At 12: 22, a lad was born.
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