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Brian Hughes Poem
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Life Changing
In these quiet woods, as shadows spread,
Timorous leaves whisper my secrets to the breeze.
A sentinel of time I am among the malus trees.
My roots run deep in my seed’s homestead.
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I stir under the warm sun anew.
My blossoms blooming bouquets of pink petals fair,
I stand in beauty, unaware.
Unbidden but welcome, Spring has made its debut.
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My branches grow branches, my leaves bear blades.
The bees buzzing come, a swarming tinnitus hum,
My stigma swipes their pollen, my honey glands reward their plumb.
Such is the dance of life, out of sight, in the shade.
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Sated with Spring and Summer, exhaustion nears,
Pink petals pass. Unadorned leaves leave their color green for brown
And softly, gently, resignedly, flutter down,
Dumb in their final moments in the breeze’s tears.
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Myself, in those moments, stark and bare, I ponder life.
Its fleeting fare seems awkwardly unfair to the fruit I bore, the leaves I shed,
My issue are now numbered among the dead.
But my roots still run deep, insulated from the strife.
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A sentinel of stone I am among the malus trees.
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Brian Hughes Poem
Hope ages with you,
Defying years with laughter,
Youthful spirit soars.
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Brian Hughes Poem
The moon tinged in frost,
Sparkling with Geminids, hints
Of the ring he gave.
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Hope ages, much like a fine friendship growing more complex and nuanced over time, becoming more resilient, tempered by experience and wisdom. With each passing year, hope learns to adapt, finding strength in the face of adversity. It becomes a quiet, steady flame, rather than a blazing fire. This aged hope grows roots, deeply drawing from a well of past experiences and the knowledge of what we have overcome before, and the wondering whether we can do so again.
Hope ages with you,
Defying years with laughter,
Youthful spirit soars.
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Nomads, crabs aspire
Forsaken shells for tasking.
Seas' wanderers rest.
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Two hearts intertwined.
Branches merge into one tree,
Families unite.
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Old memories visit in my twilight,
Rebukes from a time when strength was mine,
When the future lay unfolded before me,
Unconfined and untested.
Now, thoughts flow slowly,
like a river frozen in time,
The current stilled by the weight of years.
Lulled in the night, I will fly fish for
Memories darting like trout in an icy stream,
Glimmering beneath the surface, swift and bright,
Caught in the moment, then slipping free,
Leaving ripples of the past in their wake.
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Brian Hughes Poem
Jeweled sea spiders,
Feasting on jeweled coral,
Living Faberge!
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Brian Hughes Poem
Steel giants approach,
Horns shatter me, surprise floods
My serenity.
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