John Hayes Poems

Pierced patterns of glittering light
Relentless sentinels of the night
Advent of the end to come
Darkness beckons
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Darkness on the stairway glancing
Always see the figures dancing
Moonlight seems to make them chatter
Up and down they seem to shatter
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Through swathes of light
We are bound
Transfixed moths
Of the night
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Wilderness strikes the heart,
Passion plays from the start,
Between the rivers of the mind
Fortune steps towards unkind
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Structure the sentence
With subject and predicate
Making mere nonsense
Out of quaint etiquette
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A butterfly
Flutters by
Reminds me
Suddenly
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Are you in a dream
When I speak to you
I get the same old answers
When I try to get through
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Oh yes I remember the time
When all was well with me
I would hear the clock chime
After I had had my tea
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I am drawing pictures in my mind
Painted images of thoughts unkind
I hear the voices of instruction
Steering me towards destruction
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I find that I am always wanting
To express myself in endless taunting
Banter, badgering baited breath
Please oh please don’t mention death
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