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Stuart Clements Poem
Once you name it,
it belongs to you.
You own it.
It can't be
unseen, unknown
It is you, you are
it, forever
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2014
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Stuart Clements Poem
A cup of rose wine
For those drunk with love
For a pure heart divine
That fell from above
A toast then, to blindness
And those who can see
A drink to her highness
The true charity…
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2009
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Stuart Clements Poem
We each have a light
Buried deep within us
A talent to control
A power we fear
But when we shine this light
Our true being is released
And for just one moment
Every light across the world
Flares up in celebration of the one
Who found their light
And understood its meaning
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2007
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Stuart Clements Poem
Come! said the peasant-boy
To my golden temple
With spires of ice
Where glories entice
Even the noblest of men!
Come! said the peasant-boy
To my marble halls
With pillars of heights
And glittering lights
Kings and their courts would adore!
Come! said the peasant-boy
To the berth of dreams
Where musik ascends
To heavenly ends
A joyous Amen and Amen!
And I, with the peasant boy,
Stood, face-to-face
Whilst to my eyes,
Though monarch denies
—The Earth to my eyes he revealed
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2015
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Stuart Clements Poem
Daughter of God and angel of life
blossoming rose in toils and strife—
Ethereal beauty, a dream of the kings
whose laughter the sweetness of innocence brings
A few words of token, my angel of light
A moment with thee, a future as bright
I love thee as much as the winds ever blew,
And oceans and mountains that man ever knew.
To thee is my love through the love of my Lord,
For my heart is open,
Thou plucked the chord.
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2009
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Stuart Clements Poem
One direction two turn
Three arrows four the passing
Of five-sixths and seven
Eight
Nine of ten
E
le
v
en
The hammer f
a
l
l
s
s r
h t e i g
a t n
A w a l l o f s i l v e r g l a s s
Between
Vision and sight
Authority and control
Reality and perception
Between
Freedom and choice
I and me
Beauty and splendor
The wall of finite eternity
Between time And a clock that never struck twe—
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2008
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Stuart Clements Poem
An empty eye
That fills with a flash
A spark of imagination
That turns to a candle
A flame that fills the soul
With grave determination
A single flame to start the fire
That burns the world away
A single flame
Just one candle
And a spark of imagination . . .
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2007
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Stuart Clements Poem
How unaccustomed am I
To the touch of my own hand
on my face
How unaccustomed
To droplets on my skin
And playfully drenched hair
As I dance in the rain
Unaccustomed
To the light of a candle
The shapes of clouds
And fullness in a starry sky
How unaccustomed
To the fragrant scent
of homemade cookies;
the smell of home
How unaccustomed am I
To the chime of a tinkling bell,
My mother's voice
And the sight of my own reflection
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2008
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Stuart Clements Poem
"hi," you say
Our
"Hello," I reply
Hearts
And yet,
Belong
between the lines
To
is an unwritten conversation
One
which is not heard,
Another
but understood
Copyright © Stuart Clements | Year Posted 2008
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