Robert Edmondson Poems

City Lights
cobbled streets
I always love this time
Darkened Roads
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Looking out my window, watching

People, multitudes of people
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Come gently to me oh sweet angel
For I stand on the brink of the void
I once called my imagination.
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Down the forgotten road, I travel.

Walking thought the memories
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Sitting high on the mountain
watching
the forest beneath me
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Sitting quietly at home

listening to the beckoning call
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I opened the letter today
As the words were read
The doors of my heart
Closed……
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There are times
When this world
I am in
is too hard to bear.
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Quietly creeping in

like a cat stalking a mouse
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Drifting downward

falling in slow circles
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