A Special Friend
Your friendship likens the sun-
it lights up the world
Your friendship likens a fruit-
it grows sweeter with age
Your friendship likens a precious brooch-
gives cause to hold close to my heart
Friendship can’t be packaged and delivered-
it is the “great work” of God-not man made.
Dedicated to long time friends: Odette Whitaker and her husband Johnny Whitaker
I’m so blessed to have you as my friends.
Almedia S Knight
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Return to Me My Lover
I rolled over into an uninhabited space in bed
No arms there to hold my head.
Seems like insomnia lay there, instead.
We lay there listening to the thunder clapping;
Rain on the windowpane tapping
Oh, give mercy to my longing soul!
I miss your heart beating next to mine,
Your lips to sip like wine.
Preoccupation turns into despair
Days and nights rise and disappear
Misery floods my heart.
Dearest, return to me when
Sun appears and disappears
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Ephemeral Love
Man dressed in black
Holding high and tight
His scythe.
Teasing me
When I pass or
-maybe gaze at me a while-
saving me for last.
Warm eastern dawn emits
light and heat, then fall
into arms of ablaze horizon
In the distance sits
moon's dim light along
side the lone star, acting
like a hundred lights.
Tired love,
no other
awaits me.
Should I love through
more repeating hours or is
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Color Me Autumn
Clouds and glooms hang
Sunshine nowhere in sight.
Herein lies an autumn mood.
Daylight shorter and shorter,
darkness longer and longer,
trees know winter is nigh.
Fallen amber leaves make beds
bare trees-limbs just
as empty as my arms.
Green leaves disappeared,
yellow and orange appears.
Color despair and sadness
with a coat of autumn
Making winter the etching;
make spring the oil painting and
Autumn a mosaic of them all…
What luminous work of art!
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Mother...look At Your Nature:
Wrapped in green grass
And other green things,
Beautifully laced in pink
And white blooms,
A canopy of blossoms
For thousand of strollers,
Flowered heads fresh out
Of priestly cradle,
Perennial rite in spring,
Eastertime turns Mother Earth
Into glorious paradise,
Pink and white snowflake
On jackets and hats,
But all delay leaving
to stroll hand-in-hand,
Promenading
On
Floral carpeting,
Besieged
by
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Mother Earth
The sun slowly sinks below her golden borders
as darkness falls over all life form.
Tears of compassion spring up as she watches over her children: the
Squirrels and birds and the tiniest insects; her helpful angleworms
and worthless plants all lay sleeping on her tummy.
She reaches up to the sky, closes the golden gate, and
turns off the light.
Then, In infinite love and care, she
places her finger on her lips, and
orders silence everywhere.
She lay awake pondering
on the morrow.
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All Is Well With Your Soul
When tranquility whispers in your ear,
It soothed the soul like kisses
from a love one’s lips.
When regrets and lacks come to mind,
Learn their lessons, keep the faith
and leave regrets behind
All is well with your soul.
Enraptured in peace as you
sit by the cool river bank;
watching hurts and sorrows
roll out to sea, in assurance
That God is in control.
The resting place is low,
Heaven higher-
both are our lot.
Still all is well with our soul.
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Moving and Dreaming:
Fast moving down, up, rounding curves, as
Astonishing morning scatters glow
And joy throughout and blue overflow
Bushes huddling and whistling wind upsetting
Chatting chickadees and ruffling feathers, they scatter.
Still, heel and toe slowly rocking and leaning into curves
asserting my pace against the wind, becomes winded.
Have to relax my pace.
So still are feathered friends strung along
the nearly bare limbs. Relaxed.
They ruffle feathers and wing.
Relaxed. I stretch my limbs and my dream flew.
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Sweet Dreams My Love
I know, I know, I know, that
By phone we just spoke, but
This could be my last croak
Please! I can’t walk
Nor talk alone [without you]
It's enough standing old and bare like a tree
Will you forever stand with me.
Oh my love,
String my arms with green leaves
Place silver rings the length of my limbs
Now I stand trembling… hold me dear
Our love shall
Everlastingly be:
True love, true love, and true love
Eternally!
Good night my love...
My poetic pillow for your head
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Evening's Solitude
In evening's solitude, sipping a glass of wine-or
maybe two and listening to Roberta's love songs
and dizzly spirited away to that unnamed place...
Recalling your eyes once never weary of mine
yet now under heavy lids
is its love and passion waning?
Remembering still...
The baby breathing quietly and
Passion wide wake…these are
Times to keep.
Stars are a distance
Childhood screams and dreams are
behind as our last passionate kiss
My dear we're just tired.
Eternity lies ahead.
Our souls.
Our love…
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