David Taylor Poems

How do you write a poem
about Love?
It cannot be caught
and is beyond words'
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Sweetness is on your lips
like honey flavoured early morning dew.
And your eyes have a depth of blue
that even deepest oceans cannot match
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Because you’re Beautiful
This poem’s addressed
To you
Because you’re beautiful
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In the outward movement of our senses
we revel in a range of tastes
many very fine and some we know
to be perhaps a little base.
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Beauty is not a superficial form
Each has their own in essential nature
And in the actions they perform
Until the dissolution of their life
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I dreamed a little dream of you;
too small a dream to contain
all the ways you reach out to me,
too short to encompass your eternity,
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A snowy icy night, painted hill tops all are white,
all the rivers flow like ice, and raindrops fall as hail,
from so very, very high, above.
Whispered breath, a smoky kind of grey,
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Words don't matter he said,
only the silence in which they appear.
How may I write of that silence said I
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I sat and I watched as a flower gently unfolded
I sat and I watched as it blossomed with gold
reaching out from its centre its beauty was told.
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The clay lay on the table before me;
it has just arrived and freed from its sack
with preserving amniotic fluid.
When it had first arrived at the door
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