Frank Adie Poems
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Invisible and yet so real,
My gentle breezy friend;
I always know you are passing by,
When the trees nod their heads.
When will you stop to shake my hand?
And reveal your faceless face?
You pass my way every now and then,
In your peculiar feline pace.
Heat boasts when you go to sleep,
In a brash and brazen way;
Then you surface to make me kip,
In a soft and soothing way.
Your joy is just a gentle wind,
That cuddles and caresses my skin;
Your anger is a violent blizzard,
That wreaks havoc like a brakeless train.
The Princess' Wrath
I woke up this morning with a hole in my heart,
An incompleteness so foreign, so terrible.
What must have been the cause of this, I worried.
In search for explanation, I realized most regrettably
That I did not consult the 'oracle' yesterday.
Pardon me O infallible Princess,
Plead with the gods to restore my happiness
For henceforth, I promise,