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Richard Trembath
Richard Trembath
(16: 02: 1942 / Richmond, Victoria, Australia)
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Richard Trembath Poems
- Candles The silent glow flickers on your face and is ...
- The Tree On Gibbet Hill BENEATH your dying, splintered ...
- Our Winter Lives They disappear more quickly in the ...
- In The Company Of Strangers We live our lives in the ...
- We Have Grown Old We have, both of us, grown old And our ...
- While Love Remains We are never apart as long as I ...
- Within The Soft Night's Warm E... Hid by woman’s precious ...
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Candles
The silent glow flickers on your face
and is mirrored in your eyes.
Contentment, soft-edged, settles
and surrounds you
in your haven from the world.
The candles, like our lives,
burn imperceptibly
and, one by one,
they flicker, and are gone.
But they are not gone yet:
They linger still, their light endures.
Their time has not yet come.
Not yet, not yet.
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