William Blake Beckett

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William Blake Beckett Poems

1. I Ask Not For Sun 10/16/2012
2. Second Look (Haiku) 10/16/2012
3. Beyond Words (Haiku) 10/16/2012
4. Left Behind 10/17/2012
5. Critical Reading (Haiku) 10/16/2012
6. Supernova 10/24/2012
7. We Tried To Grow 12/4/2012
8. Back And Forth 12/11/2012
9. Looking Out Of The Window (Haiku) 12/11/2012
10. Coffin Confession 1/3/2013
11. Sailor's Tale 2/2/2013
12. Weekend Worship 4/29/2013
13. Two Sides, One Coin 4/18/2012
14. This Is The Way The World Will End 5/3/2013
15. Opaque 12/29/2012
16. Schism 2/20/2012
17. Gravity (Act I) 8/29/2012
18. Oh, Irony (Haiku) 10/16/2012
19. Life (Haiku) 10/5/2012
20. Midnight In Mississippi 9/9/2012
21. Dangerous Pastime 10/1/2012
22. Remember Me 8/31/2012
23. Sleep Deprivation (Haiku) 9/9/2012
24. Three Simple Words 4/18/2012
25. The Hillside 4/4/2012
26. A Child's Fragile Mind 4/18/2012
27. Adam And The Angel 2/20/2012
28. Kindness (Haiku) 10/4/2012
29. Man In The Sand 2/20/2012
30. A Warmth Known Only To Me 9/1/2012

Comments about William Blake Beckett

  • Richard Beevor (4/26/2014 12:50:00 PM)

    astounding poem, brings home the horrors of war and conflict

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  • Richard Beevor (4/26/2014 12:45:00 PM)

    excellent poem William, a promise of great reads ahead i think

  • Elips Lina (4/26/2012 9:15:00 PM)

    very nice.....love it.

Best Poem of William Blake Beckett

A Warmth Known Only To Me

I see a tundra filled with sparkling white.
I squint my eyes at it's dazzling allure.
And I wonder if it would be alright
If I were to hope to see it once more.

It is snow that causes swells in her chest
And her smile is what always stirs mine.
A flower at worst, an angel at best,
She stands, warm in winter, frozen in time.

Maybe one day I could summon the strength
To confess to her in the Winter heat
That one day we could, together, at length
Enjoy long moments where our eyes would meet.

And should I gaze upon her face again,
I would hope ...

Read the full of A Warmth Known Only To Me


Two sides to every story,
What if both sides are wrong?
Then you have to find some answers
Can't we all just get along?

The clichés of today
are endless and draining
The mind requires food for thought
But the body's abstaining.

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