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Evan Thomas Poem
Lips, pink like painted roses,
Part to unveil
The shine of her compassion.
Cheeks dimple as
Her smile
Unfurls across the
Perfect canvas.
Eyes, new moons
On a cloudless night,
Pull her into my heart.
Copyright © Evan Thomas | Year Posted 2013
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Evan Thomas Poem
Time turns its wheel,
The pace exceeding comfort. Yet,
The world has proceeded
Complacent.
Time transitions with insistence
Between raging waterfall and, for a distance,
whispering river. Ever changing path and
Speed.
Time moves, impatient,
Its inhabitants – unaffected-
Even while questioning
Existence.
Copyright © Evan Thomas | Year Posted 2012
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Evan Thomas Poem
I sit, eyes open to this portrayal of reality.
I wish to reveal my true self, so I look out
And witness the sights broken with a fine brutality
By those chosen to keep us safe- happy tragedy.
But seeing without
Does not reveal within.
Copyright © Evan Thomas | Year Posted 2013
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