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Karen Neary Poem
Beneath this table sits a box
It’s scruffy, thin and battered.
A cardboard box of memories
Of days that really mattered.
Confetti from my wedding day
A drawing by my mother
The shoes that took my son to school.
A photo of my brother
A tattered book of rhyming verse
My dad’s infatuation.
A silken flower, grandma’s ball
A golden celebration.
A pipe my granddad carved with love
A boyhood skill he cherished.
His baccy tin is scratched and bare
Its precious contents perished.
A tarnished ring with stones of paste.
My sister’s finest treasure
A suitor's gift, now black with age
Of value without measure.
This box hold moments lost in time
We add things when we’re able
A memory from everyone
Who’s sat around this table.
Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2007
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Autumn dripping leaves of weary gold
Exits quietly, fading through the trees.
Hawthorn shakes her cloak of ruby fire.
Naked to the woods and twisting breeze.
Winter’s breath now lingers in the air.
Strands of whispered frost on silver lace.
Deep within the green a distant voice.
Calls the breeze to dance with chilling grace.
Winter’s tune plays keenly on the wind.
Snowflakes dance and play her melody.
Wrapped in fur she drapes the scene in white.
Nature shrouded, steeped in mystery.
Winter’s touch threads spider’s webs with gems.
Diamond drops of cold reflected glass.
Water turns to stone with breathless ease.
Frozen daggers arm each blade of grass.
Winter’s kiss enchants the wood to sleep.
Holly smiles and stains her berries bright.
Mistletoe wound tight on blackened bough.
Strands of pearl reflecting ghostly light.
Winter’s song plays on throughout the night.
Nature’s secrets slumber in the earth.
Spring will wake them with the sun’s return
Thaw the ground and call them to rebirth.
Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2007
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Dew drenched petals.
Butterfly tears fall softly.
Nectar from the gods.
Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2007
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There once was a witch in Vancouver
Who traded her broom for a hoover.
She encountered a glitch
When she turned on the switch
'Cause the hoover took off and pursued her.
Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2008
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Sleeping cavalier
Draped in Blenheim silk
Russet red reflecting
Autumn’s fiery cloak
Dozing, snoring softly
Dreaming dog days.
In his mind Orion’s
Hound ignites the sky to
Mark the changing season
Autumn burns the wood
From green to red to gold
Summer’s over.
Playful cavalier
Tracking leaves and berries
Falling to the touch of
Autumn’s sweet enchantment
Barking at the shadows
Chasing moonbeams.
Autumn stains the dawn with
Hazy blue and crimson
Noble cavalier
Stretching, yawning softly
Gently bouncing homeward
Dreaming dog days.
Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2008
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Her warrior’s soul has seen
A hundred wars
Lost in stalemate with no resolution.
A hundred lies
Shroud the truth and honour persecution.
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Her warrior’s soul has heard
So many torments
Suffered by the weak, with hope extracted.
So many children
Cry in hunger while the world’s distracted,
Her warrior soul has fought
A thousand foes
Who fail to honour truth or pay the price.
A thousand causes
Raised to stem the flow of sacrifice
Her warrior’s soul has walked
Too many miles
She seeks the shadowed mist to pass the helm.
Too many lives
The spirits call her to the blessed realm.
Her warrior’s soul will hold
A single star
To guide her to the path that calls her fate.
A single wish
To see this world reborn and free of hate.
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I will remember whispers on the breeze.
Perfumed incense, honeysuckle sighs.
Firelight smouldering
Earthbound spirits draped in starlight.
Dark’ning skies
Reflecting maiden moon.
I will remember voices in the storm.
Shadows cloaked in midnight promises.
Swirling silver streams.
Earthbound spirits weaving dreams of
Dark desire
Reflecting moonless night.
I will remember echoes on the wind.
Serpent smiles, mistress of enchantment.
Belladonna eyes.
Earthbound spirits sacrificing
Tears of blood
Reflecting changeling moon.
I will remember, shadows in the mist.
Your gentle voice a distant memory.
I sense your presence
Earthbound spirit dancing through the
Veil of death
Reflecting endless twilight.
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Dawn paints the clouds with
Hazy washes bright with
Diamond dew.
Winter sadness melting
In the fledgling sunlight.
Spring crocus reflecting
Saffron, pearl and purple
Jewels sparkling
In the swirling silver
Threads of misty morning.
Snowdrops capped in valour
Bravely rise through strands of
Emerald moss
Bluebells drape the woodland
Floor with lapis splendour.
Daffodils alight with
Gold and citrine blazing.
Nature’s promise
Cherry blossom floating
On the quickening breeze.
Hidden treasures waking
To the warmth of springtime.
Feel the heartbeat
Rhythm pulsing with the
Sense of life emerging.
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This ancient warrior frowns.
His distinguished life caught fast
In the threads of a
Cunning spider’s web.
Entrapment spun by
A dark invader.
His only hope of
Survival is a
Cold assassins’ tool.
Chemical warfare,
The wave of carnage.
This ancient warrior cries
To see the mindless slaughter
Of innocents to
Conquer the dark
Cancerous malice.
Sacrificial lambs.
Fatigue with kindness
Soothes his troubled soul
And spurs his will to
fight. He drifts in waves
Through poisonous seas.
This ancient warrior smiles.
Death retreats in shadowed haste.
Ambition thwarted
By assassins’ wave.
The dark invader
Choking, fades to dust.
Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2008
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