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Janet Brown Jun 2014
The darkness and the deepness of night sky
Contrasts the path pale clouds make like a distant shore.
The half moon glitters brightly on your face
And in the silence all I crave is more.
The silence there is frozen by my heart.
Sweet words pour out of you and into space.
I do not hear a single word you say,
I only want to memorize your face.
I'll never know if who I saw was real;
I only see you through Love's perfect eye.
But only know how that night makes me feel,
And simply do not care if it's a lie.
-2010  No actual template was followed.This poem just happened and again refuses editing. Oh well.
Janet Brown Jun 2014
I stand on this shore looking back
‘Cross crashing waves of long past years
The purchase made, head on your chest
The salt I taste is my own tears
The pain I’ve felt were my own fears
Of drowning in Oblivion,
Where once assigned at your request.

O happy day, to watch again
Through azure depths the world revolve
Ignoble joys, I play with toys
From which I thought I’d long evolved.
Someone outside this locked door
Is holding on to every key.
“Release!” I beg and chain my leg
With my own hands. O sorry me!
-2007 This poem firmly resists editing. I know it doesn't have the "correct" number of lines... It doesn't seem to care and will not give me more. So,  I guess it is finished...
Janet Brown Jun 2014
Shells and Hopscotch, Kites and Stars
Treasures found on sea wet sands
Cover up your battlescars
Hold them tight in your cold hands

Mimsy, mimsy, swear your fate
Hold his face and kiss his cheek
He’s here right now, it’s not too late
Don’t turn away or be so weak

Toss the stone up ,it's so high
Don’t hold your breath or close your eyes
You’ve hit the square now don’t be shy
You have to jump, you have to rise...

You got so high! Now grab the string!
It’s caught the wind and makes away
It strains like some great living thing!
The past is gone. Now is today.

The stars, the stars so brightly singing
Don’t watch what’s in between, the Dark
They catch our eyes like bright birds winging
Don’t just hear crows. Listen for the lark.

Shells and Hopscotch, Kites and Stars-
Children's things? Not just, I think.
Don't pet your pain, or count your scars.
Relax. Life's quicker than you think.
-2014   Thoughts while walking on the beach, what else?
Janet Brown Jun 2014
What did she want? Will you ever know?
    Flakes of time hide the past like the gathering snow.
    If it ever was lost, it was finally found
    As there in the rain we ran it to ground.
    All the passion of fire on two fingertips
    As gently each one traced the other one’s lips.
    Kindled deep in the past, flames still lick at the air.
    If we both outlast time we know Love will be there
-1997  So sorry about the title. I have tried to retitle this over the years and usually end up losing it. So, there it is with it's seemingly unrelated start... At least I can find it!
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