Liilia Talts Morrison

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

Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

641. I'm Fractured 5/24/2016
642. The Patriarch 4/30/2016
643. These Days 4/1/2016
644. We Shuffle 3/11/2016
645. Writ On The Heart 3/6/2016
646. Lady Under The Palm Trees 2/28/2016
647. Gift Of Faith 1/20/2016
648. Gifts Of Aging 8/23/2014
649. Listening To Crickets 1/3/2016
650. Supplication 1/17/2016
651. Small Wonder 1/17/2016
652. Sea Secrets 2/24/2016
653. Soup Not Eaten 1/13/2016
654. Farmers Market 6/12/2016
655. The Purple Hat Society 4/18/2007
656. Alexander The Great 4/18/2013
657. Skateboarding Ghost 4/9/2014
658. The Blue Candle 4/18/2007
659. Children Of God 8/9/2012
660. Florida Acrostic 5/2/2007
661. Bark Gatherers 3/25/2007
662. The Knife Of Life 3/30/2007
663. The Hand Of Nature 7/19/2012
664. A Sure Blessing 7/19/2012
665. Red Moon 5/1/2014
666. Shhh 5/13/2014
667. To Be A Hummingbird 5/31/2014
668. Still There 1/15/2016
669. A Candle Burns 12/30/2015
670. Wings Of Hope 7/26/2016
671. There Are People 8/14/2015
672. What Is A Poem? 10/18/2015
673. Watch The River 10/26/2014
674. Today 3/15/2016
675. Bali Sea 8/18/2014
676. Blue Lady 5/2/2007
677. Scars 4/24/2014
678. Not A Few 8/25/2015
679. Kind Words 8/26/2014
680. Blue Willow World 2/2/2014
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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Bark Gatherers

In the forest they did gather
Bark and moss in sunny weather;
Later rested in the shade
And forgot their daily trade.

Mushrooms, sweet wood, herbs galore
Forest bowels gave of yore.
Men and children, women too,
Picked red berries as they grew.

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