john coldwell Poems
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|45.||Not A Miracle...||7/7/2009|
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|51.||You Are Not Another Common Man||12/26/2012|
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You Are Not Another Common Man
You are not another common man,
A mere name upon a roll,
No, you are a universe,
An eternally expanding soul.
And thereon the master dramatist,
Writes your part in His great play,
Which is the sum of each of us,
To perform. Awake onto your day!
The womb‘s thick curtains open,
You are thrust upon the stage,
Unrehearsed, and unprepared,
Your script, an empty page,
Act one begins, now draw first breath,
And fear not what to say,
Your words shall write your history,
And the part you alone shall play.
Each life a drama, rich and ...
On The River..
O! our joy, the Great, the River Ouse
Thou still retains thine ancient banks
And give us yet those age old views
Of field, and fen, and willowed ranks
Through all the years of industry,
And commerce’s corrupting way,
Thou retains thy liquid purity,
Adorned with mallard, mute and Heron’s prey.