Liilia Talts Morrison

Gold Star - 4,968 Points (August 20,1937 / Estonia)

Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

361. If There Be Fault 6/28/2014
362. Constant Friend 7/4/2014
363. Who Will? 7/5/2014
364. Hounds 7/6/2014
365. Gospel Thoughts 7/6/2014
366. Strong House 7/8/2014
367. My Worn Heart 7/9/2014
368. What Is Life? 7/11/2014
369. Jacob's Well 7/12/2014
370. About Things 7/15/2014
371. It's Obvious 7/15/2014
372. Out Of Ashes 7/16/2014
373. Sing, Sing, Sing 7/17/2014
374. About Change 7/17/2014
375. Vanished 7/18/2014
376. The Bearfoot Mailman 7/18/2014
377. The Amber Room 7/18/2014
378. Again And Yet Again 7/19/2014
379. Voices Loud And Low 7/21/2014
380. Born To Suffer 6/30/2014
381. Sign Of The Times 7/1/2014
382. Burial 7/2/2014
383. Two Kinds Of Hunger 7/27/2014
384. The Plow 7/29/2014
385. Who Am I? 7/30/2014
386. Messages And Messengers 7/31/2014
387. Conquest 8/1/2014
388. Children Of War 8/2/2014
389. Four Horsemen In The Night 8/3/2014
390. Time Of Taxis 8/10/2014
391. Tribe Of Worry-Warts Part 1 8/11/2014
392. Some Things Last 8/13/2014
393. Lakota Dream 8/16/2014
394. Cobwebs 8/23/2014
395. Game Over 8/24/2014
396. Tropic Interlude 8/27/2014
397. High Rollers 9/19/2014
398. Woolen Yarns 9/19/2014
399. Seashore Gratitude 9/21/2014
400. Angels On T He Shoulder 9/23/2014
Best Poem of Liilia Talts Morrison

Bell Of Truth

The sound of truth rings like a bell
with perfect pitch and timeless knell

There are no jarring overtones
or clouded fuzzy undertones

No harshness and no grating sound
its waves pierce solid rocky ground

It pierces every earthly thing
delighting birds to soar and sing

The hills applaud and clap their hands
and angels fly by its commands

Seek it above all treasured things
health, fortune, rubies, gold of kings

Seek it while walking on this earth
and know that heaven gave it birth.

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White Velvet

Did you ever wear a cloak
Softer than a kitten’s chin
Creamy, milk rich, mild its yoke,
Cradling soft with languid stroke?

Folding, falling, touching ground,
Arms and shoulders blending in,
Couching, tender to surround
Floating o’er the snowy ground?

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