Randy Hogan Poems

The gentle breezes,
that blow warm in you hair,
is of the whispering winds of the words,
of my passion,
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Swans dance on the ripping waves.
Wing and wing,
as tempest blows temperature south,
Leaves change form green to red.
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OH! how my lark is singing!
For the loveliest painting
is your smile,
hand and hand as we spin.
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Little Pansy's on cold winters morn void lifeless,
for a ray of sun shine they await a kiss,
for the world to see the beauty that lie on their stem,
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*My Journey to Him


Who will I turn to was what a little boy
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Down by the water, I heard a holler
down by the water, I heard a call
down by the water, I heard her moan,
she said, a storm is coming!
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Shooting star,
May I make Just one wish;
I wish for beauty that I seek ever night.
Lost swan on pond goes in circles,
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Setting on my perch
singing like a wren.
In-caged in paradise,
master opens the door.
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when the moon is full
I die a little more inside
for my love
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Old miser, poor lost soul in the empty riches of gold
every night you say a penny pincher's prayer
just wishing so for a wink of sleep
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