Liilia Talts Morrison

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

Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

121. Your Special Song 4/16/2010
122. Thick The Fog 4/19/2010
123. The Church Of The Rock 4/19/2010
124. Longing 4/22/2010
125. When Striving Is Ended 5/7/2010
126. Happy Birthday Will 5/7/2007
127. Potter's Final Cup 5/9/2007
128. The Church At Mudflats Creek 1/12/2009
129. The Sower 1/23/2009
130. Your Season 8/6/2010
131. Remembered Roads 8/23/2010
132. Moving Moon 8/26/2010
133. Times Of Tears 8/31/2010
134. She Did Not Have A Bible 9/14/2010
135. The God Particle 9/22/2010
136. Here And Now 9/22/2010
137. How Could They Know? 9/22/2010
138. Portrait Of The Poet As A Sophomore 9/28/2010
139. Walls Of Rosebuds 10/8/2010
140. Bows Of Love 10/12/2010
141. That One Pearl 10/12/2010
142. Ghetto 10/14/2010
143. About Counting 10/18/2010
144. A Miser's Hoard 10/18/2010
145. Nomads Called Aestii 11/4/2010
146. Take A Little Moment 4/10/2007
147. Beauty On The Beach 4/11/2007
148. Hurricane 5/2/2007
149. What Is A Brother? 5/2/2007
150. When Beth Ann Danced At The Warsaw 5/2/2007
151. Down In Sobe 5/2/2007
152. In My Mind 5/2/2007
153. The Seeker 5/2/2007
154. Girl From India 5/2/2007
155. Dream Of Nonsense 5/2/2007
156. The Monkey 5/2/2007
157. From Cuba, With Love 5/2/2007
158. The Poem Of Life 5/2/2007
159. Roots Of Faith 8/31/2011
160. A Cypress 8/31/2011
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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