Julie Dant Poems
|1.||Upon The Brink||10/9/2007|
|3.||Wanting It All||8/23/2008|
|4.||In The Aftermath||9/30/2008|
|6.||In The Long Shadows||2/27/2009|
|7.||The Endings Are The Worst||2/27/2009|
|8.||To The Departed||10/12/2007|
|10.||Across Orion Flow||5/5/2008|
|11.||White Letters On Green Green Grass||2/27/2009|
|12.||I Drank You||2/27/2009|
|13.||Softly Winter Lies||5/5/2008|
|14.||Wood And Stone Or Flesh And Bone||10/23/2007|
|17.||Black Crows Of Winter||9/27/2007|
|19.||A Sound Across The Water||10/9/2007|
|20.||If Only I Could Go||10/12/2007|
|21.||Was It You?||10/9/2007|
Was It You?
I thought I sensed your presence
In the sultry southern night
Was it you? Were you there?
Was the breeze I felt upon my cheek
Your breath as you breathed a sigh?
Was it you?
I thought I heard you murmer
Among the moss draped oaks
Were you there?
Were you walking right beside me
Along that dusty moonlit road?
I thought you made me shiver
One more time with just your touch.
I thought I felt the pressure
Of your fingers upon my lips.
Was that you?
I f I had reached out quick enough
In a darkening woods
a tree stands...separate...
as if to say 'I shall not blend.'
As night approaches
it does not fade.
Stands as brightly as in the day.
When midnight falls,