Barry Middleton Poems

another wave comes in
it may be foe or friend

you cannot walk away
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now once in a while
the south gets out
I call somebody honey
what was I thinking about
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I've given up my try to figure out
humanity and riddles of the times
where gods and demons hide in toxic fog
with truth concealed in foolish nursery rhymes
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maybe by this time next year
I'll know where I must go
but now I would not mind a bit
an expedited show
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I welcome meditation hour
it comes today at 4 AM
the night inspires a secret power
much like a royal diadem
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the night is silent death
no angel stirs the trees
no whispers from the gods
to put my soul at ease
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in hours before the dawn
with too much time to think
I can depend on you
the night is raven ink
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now when it comes to lilies
I do prefer the Tiger
each year it will return
for it is a survivor
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the rain is pouring down
a sweet but mournful sound
but no one has to die amid the flood
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love does not leave without the dawn
it takes the early morning light away
and leaves us only with the day
the days are easy to endure
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