Royal L. Craig Poems

You never leave, You are before, behind,
And all through me.
When You hold me in the hollow of your hand,
How can anything go wrong?
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I want to paint Your picture,
Perhaps like this,
The shimmering stillness of the desert,
Or a mountain peak brushed by snow
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In the Lightning flash
The whiteness of the lily
Suddenly alone
Tanka When he hung himself,
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