Elizabeth Shield Poems

Raindrops pool in azure skies
Yellow boots now flying through
Sparkling drops lift off, take flight
To come to rest on emerald leaves
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So see the poetry and shine
Your words make you as bright as stars
About you is a graceful air
While concentration fills your face
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Silken halos round the lights
Wreathing unfamiliar nights
Dawn is still to far to say
I wish it were another day
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To while away the waning hours
beneath the scarlet, sunlit leaves
Now or never, say the flowers
they are dying as you grieve
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'Kill me now! ' the writer said, his fountain pen in hand
the crimson stain upon the page had marked it like a brand
his rheumy eyes and matted hair suggested age and disrepair
he had no pride left to wear, and said glibly with distant stare
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melancholy
midsummer's dreamers
passing sunny days and clear blue skies
and missing the rain
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did I mention how I love grey woollen sweaters?
but not on me
I always picture them on you
in the autumn, streets wet from rain
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Shelves for books and shelves for thoughts
Boxes, leaflets and brochures
Wrought iron ends the paper lineup
Silken characters thread old scrolls
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Wizened, like the mountain ridges in the west,
you gazed across the desk at me, rheumy eyes unblinking,
and asked me what I wanted from life
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The looks are telling, and they reach
across the distance. From me to you.
You haven't a clue, that I am
magnetized.
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