Lawrence Beck Poems
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Like My Shadow
The pain is here, my boon companion,
Rising out of bed with me each morning,
Taking walks with me.It warns me not
To use my car, or climb or even descend
Stairs.It tells me that I shouldn't sleep,
Yet also says I shouldn't be too active.
How I've tired of it, but it seems satisfied
With me, and can't be hushed or shooed
Away.At best, the little pills I take
Reduce it.Still, though smaller sized,
It's pain, and stays with me.
The Blue And The Green
I can't say that the seashore is prettier than
What I'm gazing out at now.I love to watch
The ocean waves come crashing in.I love
The plumes of wind-blown spray, the freighters
Slowly churning up their channels far off from
The beach, the screaming gulls, the flat horizon.
Nothing looms above the tossing water.Here,
One thousand miles in, the vista seems almost
The same.The wind blows waves through