Preston Simmons Poems

Over the hills
And across the sand
The shepherds rise,
Across the desert land.
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I look forward into the future,
Of what I will be like in seventy years.
I won't speak about what society will be like,
That's for you to discover.
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The Montreal Tunnel

Iron whispers on steel,
And everything else
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White rock on innocent sand
supported me
as I carefully walked
towards the rushed life.
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Eyam (placeholder title)

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"I'm almost done" Marie said as she made /
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Voices echoed through the hills,
Voices I know, including my own.
Our bike tires buzzed
along the dusty trails, dust saved for dusk
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We have traded the ancient ways
Of stone and papyrus sheets
For tablets of glass,
And buildings of steel.
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Poetry carries new knowledge by a handle
To the front lines
Of our minds.
Some people grab that handle
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I left my home
Without my devices,
Finally walking with the focus
Of where I'm going,
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Gone forever,
Washed away in the midnight wind.
Safely wrapped in darkness,
Entangled in mystery.
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