Rhan Henry Poems

These angels born of restlessness
Soliloquies of dreams and lace
Dance among the gilded tears
Upon the pages of thy face
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In better days of better ways we chanced upon the mind
Of great and grand adventure, of great and grand design
To sail the open seas coursing near and far
Uncharted in the ways, unguided by the stars
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Hie thee now by warning taught
The path ahead be peril fraught
Each breath taken carried past
Each step taken counted last
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Oh dear! Oh dear! What is this?
Something seems to be amiss
Before so sure was I
But now am left to wonder why
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I search through leafs of carefree past
In scribbled lines left half undone
For wisdoms sage to point the path
Back to where it first begun
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In tattered stacks I sought my way, through dusty tomes of lore
To trace the steps of yesterday, reflections of a time afore

Where apparitions haunt the mist and tarry for a while
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Ere break of day and dawns caress
Till sunset lays our cares to rest
We march and toil to gain what's true
With burdens many, respites few
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In the realm of the heart which served as our guide
For vanities sake we cheated and lied
And all of the signs that lighted our way
Now darkened and silent had lead us astray
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Reluctantly I sat abusing
Some old and sad familiar musing
That for some reason kept refusing
To lie quietly
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On the morrow ships will sail
To roam beyond the hidden veil
And brave the stormy seas to see
If ships holds carry destiny
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