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All hope lies in tomorrow
Betrayed by yesterday
For every new horizon
There is a price to pay

Emotional Bleed,
Raging river,
Mixed emotions,
Shake and quiver,

I listened as she spoke of love
She spoke as if she knew
She spoke of what could happen
I thought maybe that’s true

Love floats silent in the air
Lips, quiet like sated leeches
Flushed with words
Remain mute

Dreams die in pockets empty
Where superficial thrives on plenty
Dreams die in pockets deep
Where pennies lie and

The words are bottled up
From letters never sent
Sorry looms large, aches to be heard
Repeats itself over and over in my mind

In the houses of the holy
They are polishing their guns
In the houses of the holy
They are offering up their sons

Take a walk through Pol Pots fields
Sculptured white with bone
Come live beneath a Lebanon sky
And make believe it’s home

Full of optimism
I sow seeds in the garden that is my heart
The roots take hold
Early signs are good as strong fresh shoots grow

Every day the mind ticks faster than the clock
Gathered thoughts confuse the troubled mind
Half truths blind the future blessed
questions rebound to the one who asked

You have to wonder why
They spend years studying
More years perfecting
When you can rip a heart out

I have no love to call my own,
I stand with friends yet feel alone,
within my heart true love resides,
I know not where my lover lies,

Temptation was going to get me
When ego ruled my head
Ignoring the common sense voices
I blindly went ahead


how does it go
more than friends
but not quite lovers
sure am jealous

Faded beauty
Cuts unkind
Into the memory
Of the mirrors in the mind

Unwrap yourself from you
Come out from within your own shadow
There’s more to the world than me, me, me
Someone else might just be right

In the future they will think me mad
Each time I think of you
My lips will bend at your memory
Reminders of you will follow me to the end of my days

Kiss me into nothing
Make me disappear
Fingertip my heartstrings
Relieve me of all fear

I’ve walked this path a hundred times
Above me in bright spring sunshine
A thousand bare arms stretch for the sky
Under my feet, gnarled tree roots exposed

The end it came too soon,
I thought the day had come
When valentines would have some semblance of meaning
It was destined not to be

The Best Poem Of Bill Smith

All Hope

All hope lies in tomorrow
Betrayed by yesterday
For every new horizon
There is a price to pay
The piper plays his tune
Holds out a hand for gilt
The memory cries a river
The wrong side of spilt milk

All hope lies in tomorrow
Forgetting yesterday
All hope is stored in thoughts
Arranged to form a play
There’s laughter and there’s intrigue
There’s sadness and there’s pain
Yet by the final act
Laughter rules again

All hope lies in tomorrow
Aphrodite by my side
To walk a brave new world
Athena as my guide
All hope lies in tomorrow
Under Helios’s light
To trust tomorrow to Themis
Her justice and her right

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Louise Marie Delsanto 14 November 2005

Bill's work is smooth and easy on the eyes. It brings you to where he wants you to go by his creative expression.

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