Liilia Talts Morrison

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

Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

441. Millstones 3/31/2015
442. They Call It Calle Ocho 9/17/2015
443. Daisies 10/21/2015
444. A Different Garden 11/20/2015
445. Scripture 11/21/2015
446. Where Is That Place? 11/30/2015
447. De Ol' Road 12/11/2015
448. Time To Heal 12/13/2015
449. Oh Soldier 12/14/2015
450. Last Gasp 12/16/2015
451. Primordial Everglades 12/20/2015
452. Unstoppable 12/22/2015
453. Come And Dine 12/25/2015
454. Like A Diamond 1/4/2016
455. The Turkey 1/6/2016
456. Volga 1/8/2016
457. One Candle 1/10/2016
458. The Lottery 1/10/2016
459. Young I Was 1/20/2016
460. Pride Goeth Befpre 1/22/2016
461. It Has Been Rumored 1/24/2016
462. Dim The Eye 1/29/2016
463. Ocean Ode 2/12/2016
464. Mary 2/17/2016
465. Beneath The Sea 2/21/2016
466. Beautiful Illusion 1/19/2016
467. Play Time 2/26/2016
468. Coins Of Faith 2/29/2016
469. Hallowed Hopes 3/8/2016
470. Close Calls 3/8/2016
471. Survivors 3/17/2016
472. Again 3/31/2016
473. Whose Poems? 4/1/2016
474. These Nights 4/3/2016
475. Ground To Ground 4/3/2016
476. Bell Sand Lion 4/12/2016
477. What Is A Poet? 4/20/2016
478. Strewing Marks 4/23/2016
479. Remembering Leo 4/24/2016
480. Sure Thing 4/24/2016
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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Circlets And Ringlets

Circlets and ringlets surround me today
Feelings long shrouded are strewn on the way
Zephyrs and swallows entwine as they play.
Is it then spring or a Fools Gold reprieve,
Cold dusty winter just sifting its sieve?

It’s been quite a while since crocuses bloomed
Yesterday’s heartaches though faint now, yet wound
Tomes of my heart in hard leather are bound

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