William Blake Beckett

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William Blake Beckett Poems

1. I Ask Not For Sun 10/16/2012
2. Beyond Words (Haiku) 10/16/2012
3. Left Behind 10/17/2012
4. Critical Reading (Haiku) 10/16/2012
5. Supernova 10/24/2012
6. We Tried To Grow 12/4/2012
7. Back And Forth 12/11/2012
8. Looking Out Of The Window (Haiku) 12/11/2012
9. Coffin Confession 1/3/2013
10. Sailor's Tale 2/2/2013
11. Weekend Worship 4/29/2013
12. Two Sides, One Coin 4/18/2012
13. Second Look (Haiku) 10/16/2012
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. Kindness (Haiku) 10/4/2012
27. A Child's Fragile Mind 4/18/2012
28. Adam And The Angel 2/20/2012
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 ...

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A Child's Fragile Mind

Oh great-grandpa,
gone in a flash,
Survived three wars,
always under attack.
Fought under pressure,
never did he crack.
Gone with the wind,
and not coming back.
'Old age', they said,
as I started to cry.
'Who's next? ' I wondered
'Who's next to die? '

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