David Taylor Poems

Air is essential for breath.
Breath is essential for life.
Life is essential for food.
Food is essential for speech.
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What mysteries does this keyboard hold
or the artists' pallet strewn with unformed colour
our life a sheet of parchment
waits our thoughts and deeds
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How to express with words
that which precedes all sounds;
the clock ticks time
and speaks nothing of eternity:
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I would caress your heart
with tender handed words
and smooth your brow of worries
with such sweet scented verse
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I woke up
then sat down
picked up newspaper
sudoko'd bound
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Opal shadows follow dawn
across a light and fallow morn.
Curtains drift on blossom scented air
as light seeps through a stifled stare.
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It does seem to me
that readers are most apt
to vote with thumbs,
it seems a fact.
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It flowed across the stony path
down the hill across rain jewelled grass.
Through trees standing strong and tall
with boughs open to the waiting sky,
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Last night I had a dream,
I dreamt that I was free.
I flew with birds,
saw what they see.
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I had a dream in mind
and the dream said
'Now is the very first time
the unlimited becomes limited'
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