Homage To A Friend

Twilight beckons for the dawn as
I rise betrothed to ghosts
So cold am I.

Invisible and forlorn
I walk along your well worn trail
Beneath a veil of mist
In grevious solitude
In hopes my hand is kissed

I long to feel your phantom touch
To call you in my prayers
To clutch you close against my knees
To melt away my cares

No passing friend were you
No grievance ever caused;
Kind and faithful to the end
My soul belongs with yours

poem by Chris Hudson
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A Moments Rush

Out of a crowd - that bed of thorns
You rose and shone as a rose adorns and
Scents the wind for just a moments rush

And in that time our eyes were brushed
By silver hands that held a single strand
Of soul pulled hard across
The rhythms of our stroll

As we tripped upon our glancing smiles
Something true and deeper yearned
Something made us stop and turn

Our eyes held words that dare not weep
Yet when they met words were leaked
In rhymes, in songs, in throngs of speech

And then it stopped; in a moments rush
Like strangers touching on a crowded bus

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poem by Chris Hudson
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