Liilia Talts Morrison

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

Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

281. Ragged Philosopher 9/27/2013
282. Shadow Of Depression 10/12/2013
283. Can'T Escape 10/12/2013
284. Some Things 10/14/2013
285. Like Seeds 10/25/2013
286. River 10/29/2013
287. Life Happens Now 11/28/2013
288. I Must 4/18/2013
289. Who Was Crazy Horse? 12/12/2013
290. Jumeau Tableau 12/23/2013
291. A New Year 12/29/2013
292. Metal Madness 1/8/2014
293. A Tiled Hearth 1/16/2014
294. Story Tree 1/23/2014
295. A Simple Journey 2/4/2014
296. In My Mind By Michael Morrison 2/6/2014
297. Rondo 2/6/2014
298. Seaside Holy Grail 2/6/2014
299. Bells Of Invitation 2/16/2014
300. Life's Lesson 2/21/2014
301. Watery Cross 2/24/2014
302. Prima Ballerina 2/25/2014
303. Red Sky 2/26/2014
304. My Sandals 3/2/2014
305. Wild Horses 3/2/2014
306. Bubble, Little Pond 3/9/2014
307. Look Above 1/26/2014
308. Moonbeams And Comets 2/18/2014
309. Would He Forget? 2/19/2014
310. Hours Like Threads 3/14/2014
311. No More Secrets 3/22/2014
312. Ah, The Stories 3/24/2014
313. Evening Question 3/25/2014
314. Dancer Of Yore 3/25/2014
315. A Dog 3/27/2014
316. Wider Passage 3/28/2014
317. Song Of The Dream Sparrow 3/30/2014
318. Grandma's Advice 3/31/2014
319. How Swiftly 4/3/2014
320. Chronicle The Journey By Michael Leo Morrison 4/3/2014
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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Mexico Lindo

Mexico Lindo crowds my soul
A land where colors rule the day.
Its people have small hope or goal.
With poker face life’s cards they play.

The teeming markets brim with spice,
Chorizos smoke and maize abounds.
Its maidens soon succumb to vice
Of greasy bellies, harsher sounds.

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