Uriah Hamilton

In God's Volume Of Poetry - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

The moonlight words
And the Sunday prayers,
The bike rides
Among autumn leaves,
The winter kisses
Beneath warm blankets,
Holding your hand
In a hospital room,
Crying all night beside you;
All of this and more,
Forever record my love for you
And it is written in God’s volume of poetry.

Comments about In God's Volume Of Poetry by Uriah Hamilton

  • (7/20/2005 2:46:00 PM)

    this simple poem conjures images of sunlight and sadness. well done, my friend!

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  • (7/20/2005 11:25:00 AM)

    Nice work, buddy. And I agree with Sherrie; dont compare yourself with other poets. Everyone has different styles for whatever reasons. Actually that'd be a good topic to investigate...why poets choose certain styles to write in as opposed to other styles or forms. Wait, did I say I agree with Sherrie? Uh oh..you better stay indoors for a few days, Uriah. Theres obviously a freak hailstorm coming your way. :) Keep up the good work, my friend. (Report) Reply

  • (7/20/2005 10:07:00 AM)

    This is beautiful. I really like 'moonlight words.' This little gem is surely one of your best and touched my heart.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 20, 2005

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