In the darkness her tears flow through him,
Carving winding canyon’s in the barren hills of his existence
Bubbling and swirling, filling the arid wells of a hundred lonely lifetimes
Where he searched for her across all of time.
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And then at last paths crossed at sunset
Stars align and fondly smile
Lie wrapped in arms still scarred and shaking,
pain of their making , yet oh so sweet.
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And in her tempest feels her rage
and calms and comforts, calls her name
into the wind and soft returning
promises to never fail.
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Deep and far and beyond memory
her rock through ages, dusk and dawn,
But river beds run slowly dry
when storms give way to golden days.
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No blame. No fingers pointed harshly
Lived and loved but slowly lost
Bliss for a moment, Stratos soaring
Knowing, eyes wide, at such cost
Afterwards 
Bliss for a moment … while reading your words.
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I truly hope you are putting together a book with these beautiful poems, I am finishing up your limerick book and will be posting a review on Tuesday. You have a way with words, my friend. 😉
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Thanks 🙂
I might do one… might run my reputation though getting all serious 😉
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Thank you dana 🙂 🙂
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Might add to it. A very versatile writer. 😉
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Lol
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I like these poems – they are hauntingly beautiful Michael.
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Thank you… they’ve been fun to do
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It’s a whole different genre to your other work.
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Yeah been trying different stuff 🙂
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I like it. 🙂
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