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Hunter Adam Hill Jul 2017
Isle of Sunshine
Home to sweet sun
Paradise and Promise
of dreams just begun

Sister of sunlight
Cradled in Carribean soul
My new found wanderlust
on my heartstrings you pull

I yearn to come know you
to feel gentle shoals
to sit by night fires
watching dying coals

Adventure we might have
exploring your shores
hiking your mountains
becoming yours

Your secrets I look for
your details excite
I ache for your friendship
to know you my delight

away you are from where I gaze
beyond my touch you stay
a place of sweet surprise and life
to forget you ever, I never may.
Hunter Adam Hill Nov 2015
Swishing rustling creaking trees
Swaying speaking whispers
standing tall with lofty chords
praising hymnal vespers

Spirits rush and pass through limbs
giving force to natural hymns
with mighty presence dwell these winds
praising light which cleareth sins

Souls of giants reach to God
taking in warm life
soaking up the blessings given
accepting every strife

Turning with the world below
colors ripening with harvest's glow
seeking not to feel or know
how blessed are all that trees still grow...
Hunter Adam Hill Apr 2015
Osos, montanas
nieve, rocas, y sol.
Alaska
Hunter Adam Hill Apr 2015
La hacienda
adonde animales
viajen
Hunter Adam Hill Apr 2015
Caminar aqui
en los bosques de vida
verde luz

Arboles altas
arriba de tierra
que crece
Hunter Adam Hill Mar 2015
Simple lazy lounging one
who places silk aside
your strands of supple moonlight
with beauty do abide.

In patient rest you sniffle
not having much to suffer
and in this state of reposeful peace
your sleepy gaze is no rougher.

With candid manifest of tranquil stillness
those locks of ghostly pearl and sheen
straight cascading on your form
these glowing threads possess a gleam.

El pelo rubia
durante el dia
el sol esta brillante
en tu cabeza todos las dias.
Hunter Adam Hill Feb 2015
You play the saviour
trial bourne
who payed my cost
and felt the scorn

I never asked this
so why guilt me on
I've not strayed the path
my grievances are non

Don't wear that **** mask
or point down at me
your guise of sweet nature
is a painful falsity

allow me to honor
and somehow succeed
dont lie of my reasons
the truths been decreed.

Silence your daggers
I'll not be your slave
your new chance at living
redemption to save

I walk on my own now
A man of my craft
forevermore
I don't know if I like the title
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