Jim Richardson Poems

What madness? What madness lurks within
my cranium wall?
What is this evil that surrounds
Us all?
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I desire to take a journey
To content my wandering soul,
I have a passion for a land
On some high and windy Knoll.
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Could you ever come back to me?
Could you ever forgive a past that I regret
With every thread of my soul?
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I hear the toll of the last bell
And sense God, s peace within
Slowly the toll fades away
Soon I will be free of sin
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Write me a sonnet with love and beauty
Beyond compare
Write me a sonnetof warnth and solace
And comfort O' so rare
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I have walked against the wind
From the time I was a child
Forward steps were hard to take
The wind was never mild
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You came to me in the darkness
from the past
I can breathe the smell of your
fracance and k now it
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I lay awake at night and listen
to the wind
At times when all is quiet I
can hear the river bend
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And one day just think you will
drink the dew from the morning rose
and bathe in a ray of sun
Take a breath from the gentle breeze
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The gloaming, a soft time, a silent time
The hush of day. A small allotment of time

Amid haste and pause, a time of reflection
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