Godfrey Torrance Poems

If it were to be, I will never know Who knows what it will be
Who knows —
What will happen to me?
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It’s an imminent improbability
An ancient civilization altered to become
Something of ambiguously dissimilar personality
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Time spent
Days end
Moving to a dark place
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Darkness covers the sky
Caressing the stars with an ever prominent blackness
Trees whistling in the soft breeze, singing songs of pureness.
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An impeccable form of beauty
not surpassed by another
Eyes as blue as the sky
On a clear spring day
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In the light of the day
In the dark of night
It remains
Waiting, yearning,
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A bra hangs
From a tree so bare
The dead of winter
Makes the leaves retreat
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Si balla intorno in un anello e supponiamo, ma il segreto si trova nel mezzo e sa.

- Frost
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The women apply make-up And talk on the phone
The men work on homework Toiling, all alone

The I-phones are out An I-message sent
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Two Children I see
Playing in the grass
A crossbow in hand
Too much time to pass.
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