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Image by topupthetea

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Away from Home are some and I - 

An Emigrant to be

In a Metropolis of Homes

Is easy, possibly -

The Habit of a Foreign Sky

We - difficult - aquire

As Children, who remain in Face

The more their Feet retire.

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Image by me, Clarendon, QC, Sept 2011

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Sunset that screens, reveals -

Enhancing what we see

By menaces of Amethyst

And Moats of Mystery.

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Image by emmakatka

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Sometimes with the Heart

Seldom with the Soul

Scarcer once with the Might

Few - love at all.

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Image taken by me, Summer 2009, Shawville, QC

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Pink - small - and punctual - 

Aromatic - low - 

Covert - in April - 

Candid - in May - 

Dear to the Moss - 

Known to the Knoll - 

Next to the Robin

In every human Soul - 

Bold little Beauty

Bedecked with thee

Nature forswears

Antiquity - 

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Image from Audrey Hepburn Complex

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He scanned it - staggered - 

Dropped the Loop

To Past or Period - 

Caught helpless at a sense as if

His Mind were going blind - 

Groped up, to see if God was there - 

Groped backward at Himself

Caressed a Trigger absently

And wandered out of Life.

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Image from Flickr

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He gave away his Life - 

To Us - Gigantic Sum - 

A trifle - in his own esteem - 

But magnified - by Fame - 

Until it burst the Hearts

That fancied they could hold - 

When swift it slipped its limit - 

And on the Heavens - unrolled - 

'Tis Ours - to wince - and weep - 

And wonder - and decay

By Blossoms gradual process - 

He chose - Maturity - 

And quickening - as we sowed - 

Just obviated Bud - 

And when We turned to note the Growth - 

Broke - perfect - from the Pod - 

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Image from Flickr

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Bereaved of all, I went abroad - 

No less bereaved was I

Upon a new Peninsula - 

The Grave preceded me - 

Obtained my Lodgings, ere myself - 

And when I sought my Bed - 

The Grave it was reposed upon

The Pillow for my Head - 

I waked to find it first awake - 

I rose - It followed me - 

I tried to drop it in the Crowd - 

To lose it in the Sea - 

In Cups of artificial Drowse

To steep its shape away - 

The Grave - was finished - but the Spade

Remained in Memory -

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Image from dreaming

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I sing to use the Waiting

My Bonnet but to tie

And shut the Door unto my House

No more to do have I

Till His best step approaching

We journey to the Day

And tell each other how We sung

To Keep the Dark away.

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Image from dreaming

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When Diamonds are a Legend,

And Diadems - a Tale - 

I Brooch and Earrings for Myself,

Do sow, and Raise for sale - 

And tho' I'm scarce accounted,

My Art, a Summer Day - had Patrons - 

Once - it was a Queen - 

And once - a Butterfly - 

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Image from dreaming

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I have a bird in spring

Which for myself doth sing - 

The spring decoys.

And as the summer nears - 

And as the Rose appears,

Robin is gone.

Yet do I not repine

Knowing that Bird of mine

Though flown - 

Learneth beyond the sea

Melody new for me

And will return.

Fast in a safer hand

Held in a truer Land

Are mine - 

And though they now depart,

Tell I my doubting heart

They're thine.

In a serener Bright,

In a more golden light

I see

Each little doubt and fear,

Each little discord here

Removed.

Then I will not repine,

Knowing that Bird of mine

Though flown

Shall in distant tree

Bright melody for me

Return.