Walterrean Salley Poems

Beautiful is the fall.
Leaves scatter on the ground.
Uniquely brilliant colors
Form landscapes all around.
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(August 1910—September 1997)

Her heart was big as all out doors.
She was a lover of the poor,
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Somehow, it seems that Christmas
Brings out the best in us.
Its aura and mystique has long
Been the main thrust.
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Terror reign midst desperate cries.
The plea for help, but none to save.
Thousands embrace an eerie grave.
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</>By knowledge, God has given the bird
To teach us all about true love.
She builds her nest, and raises her young
With wisdom from the Father above.
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An national treasure
The farmer is,
Bearing the legacy
That is his.
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I remember the straw fields
(When I was young) ,
Shimmering and glimmering
In the sun.
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Skies are melancholy and gray.
Fog sets in—reducing visibility.
From nowhere comes nature's broom
And sweeps the melancholy skies.
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Time is fleeting.
Business demands.
Rush. Rush. Rush.
Tired.
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Fly little bird fly.
Work those wings.
Soar, ‘pon the velocity
Of the evening winds.
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