David Taylor - Poems
Poetry Series David Taylor - poems - Publication Date: 2007 Publisher: Poemhunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive David Taylor(3rd January 1956) Born, Baby, Child, Adolescent, Student, Employee, Husband, Self Employed, Father, Father, Father, Divorcee, Husband, Father...and throughout all that I'm me! www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 1 *alone* what should be an invigorating freshness a chill inside (shaking heart beats) traffic on the road silent rising clanking passing (silent again) phone rings silence, recorded voice speaks a real person with taped speech (a recorded message would be better?) selling cheap energy i think i will buy some flowers (petals coloured fragrance) arrange them in a wreath celebrate my death reports of (my) death greatly exaggerated until the silence speaks with the voice of great souls (departed) come in they say (here is the place) to be; alone in eternity. David Taylor www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 2 *dance Ohh bliss what do you say, do you have a voice today? Where may I find your joy, which I remember as a boy? Ahh bliss where are you now, hidden under frown of brow? Where may I find your sound, which surely must be all around? Hmm bliss what is it that I miss, as I go on with that and this? Where may I find your smile, in each and every hour and mile? Yes I can feel it now, the harmony of the sky and clouds, the moon's revolving round, earth's harvest after plough. It is a dance eternal found the sweetest movement in all sound; and never will be missed, as by that bliss this life is kissed.
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