James Walter Orr

Rookie (02, June,1930 / Amarillo, Texas, U.S.A.)

James Walter Orr Poems

201. Love's Disciple 8/31/2009
202. The Seamstress 8/30/2009
203. Weasel Infestation 9/1/2009
204. Right Love, Wrong Time 8/31/2009

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Best Poem of James Walter Orr

Right Love, Wrong Time

You come to me because you say you need me.
I come because I cannot stay away.
You weep with me because our love was thwarted.
I weep with you because you cannot stay.

You say with me you can escape reality.
For me what's real is I die more each day.
Our thoughts are deep and life has so much meaning:
A life of pain that grows more so each day.

Sometimes we laugh because it seems so crazy.
Sometimes we cry because we know it's true.
The time was right, the place was wrong, but darling,
There'll never be another, only you.

Our dreams of love ...

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The Seamstress

Her gray head bows, and in the lamps dim glow,
with steady hand she sticks the end of thread
toward needles eye, but bushy, raveled end
declines to go. She makes another try
after she has moistened with her mouth,
And twisted down the raveling gossamers
that tend to wander from the mother-strand.
So now again, she takes with steady hand
the thread toward needles eye: the thread goes through.

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