Diana Rosser Poems
- He Has Gone He has gone to shadow in sweet shade, out of ...
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- Patient Death High above rich wetland a lone kestrel.
- Hope When there is only mournful dark despair shut your ...
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He Has Gone
He has gone to shadow in sweet shade,
out of the glare from the ancient sun,
placed his footsteps in footsteps done,
left the ripe rose garden that he laid.
The coloured roses they have stayed,
their fragrant petals float down undone,
now their beheading must be begun,
their life and death be duly weighed.
I handle now his familiar shears,
recognize the Christmas gifts I bought,
remember how we sat down to talk
on the corner bench through many years;
just a week before the words he taught
njia, the way runs through my tears.