Jean Dament Poems

Both the little sparrow & I will sometimes fall;
When we're hurt & trodden down by life's struggles,
Feeling defeated, alone like noone can hear our call,
Left to climb back up to sort out this puzzle,
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You walked into my life from across a dance hall
At first sight we felt the attraction's call
The rhythm seemed to take over & we wanted nothing more
While we resumed waltzing o're the floor
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Hearts of love
Express
All the
Rapture & reason
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Rain falls like teardrops from dreary skies;
While teardrops are tumbling from your eyes,
Coming from the brokeness of a love lost,
It bleeds out these teardrops as part of the cost;
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As the evening draws near & shadows now eerily take form,
A dramatic silhouette surrenders upon the rugged coastline,
One of beauty & strength that can withstand any storm,
Appearing stronger there... struggling against time;
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This delicate, sweet rose seems to fade more & more each day;

As her love ceases...she drops another petal along the thorny way,
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True friendship is a fragile thing.... like roses on the vine;
Where the budding flowers take time to mature,
Both will need the right tending,
And neither one should be taken for granted or both will surely die,
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When someone passes on
their soul whispers,
Ever so gently on a silent breeze,
Softly on the wind through the trees,
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A Phantom visitor for decades appeared at the grave of Edgar Allan Poe;
But this year, just like last... was a no show,
No cognac or roses have been carefuly laid;
As was the case for 60 years of homage paid.
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Just becuase I appear mean to thee,
Be careful neither to harshly judge me;
As my haggard looks & moody actions might deceive...when my hunting skills are on display,
But like you I too have my gentle & loving ways,
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