Best Bide Poems

With the morning crisp and frosty
    and the Earth yearning for autumn's heat.
Darkness gave way to a fractured dawn
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She is searching for the son taken  from her arms 
 simply because she was believed to be a child herself.
She was unable to...

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soft, soft, I ring the bells
          soft, the bluebells blooming
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Alone

For in the end it's just one soul that's passed.
Alone I'll lie in sod of greenest grass
to answer for the sins that I've amassed
at gates...

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I closed my eyes to the pain
and all I saw was beauty
your beauty
caressing the blues away
I gathered ice for the swelling
but certain swelling
I didn't want...

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What I wouldn't give most days
to run from the world and just hide
in a corner nook, with a storybook.
I'd immerse myself and time I'd bide

A...

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A dusk, a glazed verandah, it's just rained,
a smell of lilac, earthworms and wet earth,
an awkward silence - the confusion chained
my tongue: “What if she’ll...

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  Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

1.   Beginnings

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy,
	and he suckled her breast till...

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Homes so recently abandoned
for Sunday swims and picnics
have become indoor respites
from the restless chill of change.

Secure, still days have vanished,
with hazy meadows humming.
Fireflies have met...

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Craze comes out of barrel of joy,
Joy, what makes you behave coy,
Coyness, a thing that would get a toy
From the soul, hands of a smart...

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There is a place I long to be….
A fervent wish......I often see
Where I can close the book, take a breath
Close my eyes….and remember……...............me....
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Porcelain shroud slowly falls;
hapless Mother trapped inside.
For the next twelve weeks at least,
her time she’ll be forced to bide.

Returning from his exile,
Uncle Jack’s come out...

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Doth it not thrill thee, Poet,
Dead and dust though thy art,
To feel how I press thy singing
Close to my heart?

As though they were dried palm...

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"Sing to me, Muse, of the wrath of Achilles." - Iliad, Line 1

Western dreams were born in wrath,
Overmastering all the noble aims of reason.
The bloom...

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For you I'll make an ocean
Where you'll never have to hide
I'll fill it with devotion
And pour love upon the tide

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