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 Sep 2018 Tally Cat
Orange Rose
I wrote a poem when I died...
Another at my birth.
A brand-new sonnet when I cried.
And again when there was mirth.

A song for my confession...
A story for my pain...
A painting for depression...
And nursery rhymes for rain.

My creations live inside my heart.
I keep them there in shame.
Yet you looked around and saw my art,
And smiled all the same.
 Jun 2014 Tally Cat
Jack
On the dreams of distant waters
Harmonies in sunset skies
Sings a voice, so far my wonder
Of the girl with emerald eyes

A photograph, upon I’ve stumbled
As if fate does guide my view
Nature’s truth, this vibrant beauty
Caressing of these visions true

Silently this rose a’ blooming
On a breeze of spring’s sweet air
Whispering in fragrant mornings
Secrets journey in thy stare

As I pause, my pulse it quickens
Tracing of this image shown
On her eyes my touch does linger
Mesmerized within their glow

Still, my glance it longs to wander
Of this face, pure satin sheen
To those eyes of moonbeam glisten
Heaven’s perfect shade of green

Hold me close, for I am breathless
Of this dream I fantasize
Restless heart, in rhythm’d beating
For the girl with emerald eyes

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