Lucas Lingerfelt Poems

Like lightning’s flash
Or a melodies single, quick ending note
Art’s true beauty last’s but a minute
Then disappears behind a silencing, counseling cloak
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It seems to me like a dream
In a different worlds different scheme
But all the same they speak to me
They tell of the things my eyes wish to see
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Bright as the sun, white as the moon
Bathed in light she will happily swoon
A long graceful neck; wings pure as snow
She dances on water performing her show
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He walks in darkness; the shadows of earth
Who anticipates death; and cherishes birth
He looms over us all; all of our lives
He who is a wielder of all deaths knives
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Somewhere in a broken heart
Is a broken Creature
Who will live its life apart
For its now broken feature
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There are times when we may find ourselves lost
Like poor Alice who in Wonderland fell
We find ourselves in front of dark doors tossed
And search for an unfound key to avail
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As a graceful angels tune,
Or a sirens’ enchanting song
From the latest late to the soonest soon
His notes ring all day long
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