Love lies

 Love Lives Beyond The Tomb

John Clare(1)

Love lives beyond

The tomb, the earth, which fades like dew--

I love thee, fond,

The faithful, and the true.

Love lies in sleep,

The happiness of healthy dreams,

Eve's dews may weep,

But love delightful seems.

'Tis seen in flowers,

And in the even's pearly dew

On earth's green hours,

And in the heaven's eternal blue.

'Tis heard in spring

When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,

On angels wing

Bring love and music to the wind.

And where is voice

So young, so beautiful, so sweet

As nature's choice,

Where spring and lovers meet?

Love lies beyond

The tomb, the earth, the flowers, and dew.

I love the fond,

The faithful, young and true.

Friend types

 Friend Types

john clare 

In tin type time

we stroll again

Forever friends

Till our end

Remembered

Long beyond

The silvers spent

The plate 

Broken 

The emulsion

Washed

The lens 

Capped

The black

Shroud draping

The bellows

Of the Wooden 

Box that stored

The light

Revealing us

In our stroll

Through the

Moment in our

Time.

Shank codes

 Shank Codes

john clare 

If you are reading this

You have made it out

Brooks wasn't so fortunate

Never getting beyond 

Bagging groceries 

There is on the road

To High Bridge in 

Jessamine County

Kentucky 

Near the John Curd

Revolutionary placard 

By the first tree 

Looking back toward

Wilmore under the field

Stone of the slave fence

A box

In that box you will

Find the codes 

That unlocks the

Directions to the 

Poetry written

By the sea

Long ago before I

Escaped from maximum sanity.

Angels. unaware

 Angels Unaware

By john clare

Now if he was an angel I would have seen the wings

Heard the tune that heaven and nature sings

I would have placed upon the table the finest Rhodora

Set the golden silver in the proper order

But there was no table just a lift station pump

No song just the sound of sewage that stunk

Not the realm where angels should dwell

Wrapped in frumpy robes with a woody smell

And then as soon as my order came he was gone

The cars in line impatiently honked to move along

Later as I set the table of Lenox dinnerware

I wondered who would entertain angels unaware?

Happy first on the 30th

 From the hills so far away...came the first son to Luther Ray...scalded at two the doctors said, he will never use the left hand...But what the doctor's did not understand...God wanted him to use that left hand.

Taken

 The taker taken

Each day i awaken

Will this be the day

I will be taken

While taking.

O come

 Oh come, come, come

The old upright

Falling Creek Chapel

There was no secret cord

That Mary played before the Lord

Every hymn note loudly rang

Loud as Pearl as she off key sang.

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16jan17

O Come

He exists

 I know that He exists.

Somewhere- in Silence-

He has hid his rare life

From our Gross eyes.

Tis an instant’s play.

Tis a fond Ambush-

Just to make Bliss

Earn her own surprise!

But- should the play

Prove piercing earnest-

Should the glee-glaze-

In Death’s stiff-stare-

Would not the fun

Look too expensive!

Would not the jest-

Have crawled too far!

Emily Dickinson

The light trail 

Alligator Lake

Those days

 Oh there are those days

When the heavens are as molten lead

Oh there are those days

When by angels the clouds are led

1/15/22

These days

 These are the days of expectation

I think we even place hope upon the moon

To do things like make us swoon

To expect a Sandhill to make intersection

Can for one moment in stillness mute

allow the dim glow be our only absolute

Moon rise of 1/15/22

Alligator Lake

The word left

 Behold, the days come, saith the Lord GOD, that I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but of hearing the words of the LORD:  Amos 8:11

The ex military beggar sits all day

Holds his illegible cardboard sign

Some think in Revelation he will find

the reason his hearing went away. 

Word discarded

US100 and Baya

Little Windy

 Little Windy

John Clare Stokes

Do you remember when

on the beach that day

you stood before the wind

storm coming your way?

What did you see

within those furious swirls

while others fled the sea

and gathered their little girls?

Do you miss your boisterous friend

now that calm has come?

Do you ever long for the wind

and just cry some?

The other day as I stood

this fleeting wind howled past

I stood bravely as one should

and waited his terrible blast.

But at the last moment a calm

as I stood in stillness alone.

A wisp said, for you I have not come,

for the one who stood strong I long.

So little one, if you hear,

your old friend seeks you still

The girl without the fear

Laughing in the winds thundering peal.