Walterrean Salley Poems

Thanksgiving, appropriately hailed,
Is a tradition that has long prevailed.
Joining hearts to honor the day,
Celebrating in a grateful way.
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The poets have written
Of fields and plains.
And presented the clouds
Time and again.
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Dawn arises
As nature reprises:
Light from the womb of morn!
The dew descends.
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We are made
Of cells and genes,
So tiny that
They can't be seen.
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Images too powerful for words,
Piercing like a Sword—
Deeply searing the mind.
For, they yet cater
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A crocodile ruled an African pond;
Beneath the waters he hid.
During a drought, the animals came,
All “thirsty, ” with their kids.
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I go to the fields
Of poetry today,
To glean whatever
Is found by the way.
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Your beautiful heart,
And beautiful soul
And beautiful mind
Make a beautiful you,
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A willow grows,
And thus shows
Her beauty by the brook.
Such gorgeous scene—
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I saw a crumpled napkin,
Laying on the floor,
Shaped like an angel-
Need I say more.
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