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William Blair Poem
The Valley Of Man
Man is a God
But one who stared to long
Towards the sun
Burnt his eyes bright with blindness
Stacking himself aside like mountains
Now miles in between where he is
And where he begun
In the distance grows deception
Further away grows his sun
Until Earth that he lives
Comes in unfamiliar tones
Look across the land in question
Then to the sky
The sun is gone
But in the darkness of the distance
As a moon pride can be
High and mighty illuminations
But all alone in misery
So enamored by the falling
Silver shines of man
Breaks away from his creator
Slowly becomes aware
Of another that eclipses
Be it Able, be it Caine
But it is a brother that cast a shadow
In the valley of the man
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2015
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William Blair Poem
Instinct And Old Age
Young dog that wanders not
From the launch of dream filled
Moon call howls, it answers not
Sleeps alone, in carpet fields
Threads of grass and dreams of young
Rabbits, cushions, long green
Drapes on windows, memory lost
While widow wilts
Beside him
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2015
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William Blair Poem
Devil Mask
It was late in the evening
When he bore his devil mask
Just the typical proceedings
With a candle and a flask
He tore down all directions
Until the stars grew old
Then he folded up the darkness
And let in the cold
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2015
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William Blair Poem
Mother Earth
Mother Earth woke to find
Her light had hit the ground
She held her dyeing ember
Until it's love faded out
Which left just a shadow
She held so tenderly
That the sorrow of her loss
Became a melody
So she sang as she cried
For her love that went away
Sought herself a box
For what was left to make it's lay
Upon a walk in the wilds
She came upon a tree
Barren, all but branches
With a Leper underneath
He said "Mother Earth I know you,
I've heard your melody
Out back beyond the mountain
I have what you seek.
But see dear I'm weak
By my legs I am betrayed
Say carry me along
And your shadow love we shall lay away."
So reaching down like mother
His sickness she did bring
And together onward journeyed
Towards her own oblivion
Upon a path so well trodden
Once lay white beneath the sun
Fell fathomed into darkness
Until life and death were one
There upon a great stone
Lain for many years
Under autumns golden slumber
Of life's seasoned fallen tears
The prize of her passion
For a son lost in haze
Just a needle away from star shine
And a shadow from the grave
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2020
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William Blair Poem
A Black Cat on Hallows eve
Black cat walks
A shelf upon the wall
Sure footed friend doesn't send
One thing from its place
He sits perched and watches
Slow shadows cross the floor
Only he can catch the hallow
Beneath his fateful paw
But he idles catching prey
Idles the whole day
Until the sun lost its gleam
With night unable to see him
Passes underneath
The cat upon the shelf
Slow he slides into the shadow
Of the darkness that he follows
Owe the wicked's of the mind
Stalks his prey
See the shrinking little distance
Under paws holds no resistance
So never again shall night
Find the day
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2020
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William Blair Poem
The Pelican of the Endure
I sat down to rest on the longest day on a shallow shore
Pressed, the wind my face
I counted the waves that lapped the minutes away
Till the grinding tide consumed the day, shadow ate the sun
Woe unto the shadow fair
A crimson horizon hangs on the edge of sight
As bright bits of an imaginative dream
Cascade behind a veil of still purple madness.
Lost now, am I in dream
From out that still shroud breaks a ship called the Endure
Upon the deck, grey old pelican sleeps
As the captains wheel spins, unmanned and unwon
Yet that bird is but the best of me
In the yellow beneath its bill holds the morrow morn
In his gullet holds the fish of life
Feeding deep on the sea he sleeps
Say old Endure your bow does rise
Your bell to chime as the midnight fades
Taste the wave that in your travel bathe
But disturb not your sail or your sleeping son
For the best of birds still needs his rest
Now on the deck in sheltered dream
For time decides the day to fly
A ship of empty boards when he does leave
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2020
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William Blair Poem
Campfire
Wind through trees
Whisper praises, hymns
Crickets gather round
Gentle violins
Frog, keep the beat
Upon bulbs of summer moss
Crackling of the fire
A quire in the dark
Ear, amphitheater
Mind, place to play
Wind swept leaves
Scratch their parade
World full of music
To the stars, stream of spark
Throw another log upon
The quire in the dark
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2020
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William Blair Poem
Springs New Eyes
Once I was a tree
That held its own
My leaves to stone
The wind blew free
My colors green
Fall October red
The mountains head
By clouds unseen
Send winters storm
Across the land
Summers hand
No longer warm
But magic beneath
Snowflakes make
Sleepy earth wake
To shed its teeth
For I to rise
Shine new bloom
From winters tomb
Springs new eyes
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2020
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William Blair Poem
The Age of Man
We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun
And all machines
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more
Till the purpose mind
Did loose its time
In idle waves lament
Through prostitution of evolutions
A self induced torrent
Took his mind till eyes fell blind
Unraveled the very core
To spit it bright into the night
Every secret that endured
Till all the stars fell off in drought
Withered at the root
Every galaxy was brought to knee
By the embassy we took
And God came down
To spy our crown
In towers that we command
As every tree
Laid low to be
A place that we should stand
While all the earth
Gave up its worth
Mountains fell to sand
But those machines
All we could see
God left us standing there
So gathering the ways
Of all his days
His books and all his score
Scattered it high into the sky
Into the cloud he stored
Every thought
That effort bought
By page, pen and grave
And set to fire
By all his ire
Knowledge eons gave
While dirt of earth gave up its worth
Lay idle, a broken land
Gave lifeless life unto the night
And Metal, a full command
Till from the hearth soulless marched
The field of Mars and woe
To stand in line as engines grind
In that womb steel did grow
From something other
Than a loving mother
A milk of gasoline
In burning oil and writhing toil
A demon she did wean
So the thought machine
Did kiss our dream
As man must lay to rest
But that unblinking eye
Our thoughts did spy
And developed its own interests
And not one of we
Did need to be
Said that steel abhorrent pet
And once the master, fell fast, then faster
Until not one of we were left
An an age for I
The lidless eye
Not troubled by truth or dare
Stays unseen
By human being
And continues its lifeless stair
Till rain came down from man made cloud
In that fog the Godless kept
All the ways until that day
And away it all was swept
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2023
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William Blair Poem
The Age of Man
We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun
And all machines
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more
Till the purpose mind
Did loose its time
In idle waves lament
Through prostitution of evolution
A self induced torrent
Took his mind till eyes fell blind
Unraveled the very core
To spit it bright into the night
Every secret that endured
Till all the stars fell off in drought
Withered at the root
Every galaxy was brought to knee
By the embassy we took
And God came down
To spy our crown
In towers that we command
As every tree
Laid low to be
A place that we should stand
While all the earth
Gave up its worth
Mountains fell to sand
But those machines
All we could see
God left us standing there
So gathering the ways
Of all his days
His books and all his score
Scattered it high into the sky
Into the cloud he stored
Every thought
That effort bought
By page, pen and grave
And set to fire
By all his ire
Knowledge eons gave
While dirt of earth gave up its worth
Lay idle, a broken land
Gave lifeless life unto the night
And Metal, a full command
Till from the hearth soulless marched
The field of Mars and woe
To stand in line as engines grind
In that womb steel did grow
From something other
Than a loving mother
A milk of gasoline
In burning oil and writhing toil
A demon she did wean
So the thought machine
Did kiss our dream
As man must lay to rest
But that unblinking eye
Our thoughts did spy
And developed its own interests
And not one of we
Did need to be
Said that steel abhorrent pet
And once the master, fell fast, then faster
Until not one of we were left
An an age for I
The lidless eye
Not troubled by truth or dare
Stays unseen
By human being
And continues its lifeless stair
And rain came down from man made cloud
In that fog the Godless kept
All the ways until that day
And away it all was swept
Copyright © William Blair | Year Posted 2024
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