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John Evans Poem
"I saw it in the mirror, I saw it in my face - -
Of decades now, a barren place,
The darkness of midnight's smoke - -
Pains wreak within the night,
The Scarlett butterfly, dying to self - -
Angelic 'flash of light,'
Though sweetness soars from out of sky - -
Hidden sands, rhythmic sighs,
Voices touch, no longer strain - -
Tormented loss, no more pain, as
"I saw it in the mirror, I saw it in my face - -
Becoming light, an empathetic state,
Seasons past, antiquated nights - -
Heart beating still, while your love performs,
Hidden from the depths now forty year storms - -
From out of silence, bloom my love,
As warmth of evening sun and Mourning Doves - -
"I saw it in my mirror, I saw it in my face,
Rainbows shelter, metaphorical pace - -
Of stony streets and Tuscany,
Romance now, our reality - -
Peace reclaimed, loved restored,
Happiness endures, rest assured - -
For now, "I see it in the mirror, I see it in my face!"
Copyright © John Evans | Year Posted 2012
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John Evans Poem
Mine Youth of Dreams
By John Evans
Poetry that changed my heart –
Words of a metaphorical new start,
To swim thy depths of a thirsty soul,
And find thy spirit, now of whole.
Inebriated by mine childhood stare,
Of a Piney scent from a light summer air,
Though risk thy nights of a bitter cold,
Thy foreign lands share what’s told;
A forest lake of starry dreams,
Tell me more of thy long, sap filled and tallest trees –
Thy heavens are with every meadow breeze,
And with thy start from thy new dawn of man,
Hints of every query sent forth to make a stand,
Amongst thy great cathedrals of thy woods,
My God, my God, to stand naked before thee of earth and stone,
To give you thanks and praise, a child of nature, quite not alone;
For in this giving you know mine good,
And through Thy giving I knew Thou would!
Copyright © John Evans | Year Posted 2012
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