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Benjamin Ede Poem
Like a startled bird;
Away flown yesterday,
With the wings of the wind,
While upon the arms of pillow i lay:
Cherishing the beauty amidst her eyes not hand;
Fetching liquid treasure with basket in my mind,
While winter travels by.
You disappeared like the night:
revealing a naked day,
Like the snap of the finger;
You flutter and sneak away,
Never to revisit here again.
Was it known of your vast feet,
Would i till my garden
And make blossom its bud:
Will thou succumb to the caressing lips of lullaby
Like a tender tot:
shall i array you a bronze colar,
And a golden chain to adorn thy feet:
Till tomorrow never come;
Till you vomit all my treasure,
You have quietly swallowed:
Could i cajole here again,
Will i make feeble thy feet:
For all my reverie,
I'd carve forever real.
Am still dreaming!
Gone,is yesterday.
Copyright © Benjamin Ede | Year Posted 2013
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Benjamin Ede Poem
He's here,
Look at Him there,
Standing at the corners of everywhere,
And can be seen anywhere.
Gaze upon the smiling moon;
In the sparkles of little star,
In the colourful rainbow at noon,
Peep deep into the beauteous sky
He is there:
Hear the sweet songs birds chirple,
Listen to the whispers of the wind,
Hear the thunder and lightning rumble,
Heed the gentle tutor in your mind,
He's there:
In the tender droping dew upon dizzy
morning;
In amazing tears flowing from the
cloud,
And the slow soft touch of breeze in
quiet sleepy evening
JESUS is there
And stands in the corners of
everywhere.
Copyright © Benjamin Ede | Year Posted 2013
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Benjamin Ede Poem
Behold, the mystical veil
On earthy's face:
Hold her invicible fingers,
Scan through her google,
Uncover her masquerade:
Some is fame,
Some shame:
Many poor,
Few splendor:
Many merry unfree,
Some is glee:
some gold,
Others cold-old:
Dark heart glows,
Bitter leaves, good heart grows:
Many wisdom fail;
Turbulent ocean,the simple safely sail:
Strength hustle for vain,
Golden ocean,the lazy gain:
Save it so,
Swim your coast!
A mastery finger carved it so.
From whence the wind whistle
Canst thou whisper?
Just swim your coast
And save it so.
Copyright © Benjamin Ede | Year Posted 2013
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