David Whalen Poems

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Light chased and scattered
In a mirror shattered…
Ink on a bleak blotter
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<center>If black could be crimson
Then this night surely could
A night fit for devils and demons
To work what they would
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Pebble tossed into waters deep
Ripples awakened… from gentle sleep
Concentric rings of force in search
Of mossy banks ‘gainst which to lurch
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When a poem is read
A reader's home is entered
Where dwells a kindred spirit
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<center>Ne'er feel need to say hello
Nor ne'er need bid to one goodbye
In it's stead, show love
And touch the shoulder of…
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<center>Light congealing
Like ice upon water
Razor-honed edge
of dawn cleaving the dark
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<center>So sad
So very, very sad
Those voices from the sky
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<center<Twas only a blink
And nothing more
The thing I saw
At my front door
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Happiness is a choice
It dwells within your mind
You only need to give it voice
It's not so hard to find
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