Vallerie Lobell Poems

Do coroners lie when loved ones die?
I'm sure their hearts are in the right places,
Most diffucult job in the world, far as I can see,
Detailing why and wherefore to people they're facing,
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Beckon to me once more,
And awaken my drowsy heart,
For it will take some tender urgings,
We're too far and too long apart,
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Why must your love be bittersweet?
Warm and wonderful as May,
Then cool and indifferent,
Changing day to day,
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I will float away on westward wind,
Leaving all memories behind,
The renewal of a soul rendered fustian,
To a better place and time,
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Hiding from memories, that's what I do,
Trying so hard to get over you,
Like flashbacks from nightmares, they hit and run,
I know this misery has only begun,
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Who is this one who calls my name?
And always sets my soul aflame,
Who's this one I can't forget?
I've loved since the day we met?
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Where can I send this broken heart?
It pains me so in my chest,
It has been so torn apart,
How does it yet beat weakly against my breast?
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Australia Zoo must be reeling,
I myself overcome with feeling,
You were so fearless and brave,
All the animals you would save,
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here i am again...trying to hold back tears,
was busy all day and not thinking,
but now at day's end my head is hung,
it goes down as the sun is sinking,
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The cool wind blew freely making my hair cover my face,
I recalled a line from D. H. Lawrence's 'Lady Chatterley's Lover',
About hiding one's face and baring all other places,
To feel the breeze with my body uncovered,
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