A Few Blocks Away From Thirty-Five

Your name must be Heather?
Because your face,
Seems locked into a jeer.
As if bad weather...
Has left you more than moised.

Your name must be Heather?
You must have been expecting someone,
Dressed in leather?
Or silk...
With a smooth grin.

Your name must be Heather,
The one who claims to have matched my profile...
With an unleashing of my wildest dreams.
But Heather?
You are a few years older than nineteen.
And it has been a long time,
Since I was a rich man at thirty-two!
That was thirty-one years ago, Heather.
And I am sure back then,
You were all of twenty-two.

Your name must be Heather?
Because your face,
Seems locked into a jeer.
As if bad weather...
Has left you more than moised.
You can unthaw in here.

You don't have to look as if you are shocked!
Yes,
You are correct.
This 'is' my natural voice.
And I am a few blocks away from thirty-five.

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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

The Hare And The Fox

The fox lay still by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
The hare was running with nimble foot
O'er the heather.
Was ever brighter a sunshine-day,
Before, behind me, and every way,
O'er the heather!

The fox laughed low by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
The hare was running with daring foot
O'er the heather.

I am so happy for everything!
Hallo! Why go you with mighty spring
O'er the heather?

The fox lay hid by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
The hare dashed to him with reckless foot
O'er the heather.
May God have mercy, but this is queer! --
Good gracious, how dare you dance so here
O'er the heather?

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Heather

A simple pulse, just one breathe
To my heart's delight, the name Heather
Solaces sorrow, on the precipice of death
Her name as fragile as a dove's feather
It possesses' a taste of heaven's solemnity sweet
When it's heard, an angel I hear; then an angel I meet.
Heather, Heather, Heather
On her feather I aspire to love's aesthetic
So heavenly thy sound, a voice prophetic
Says this is what Heaven's token can be;
A heavenly name Heather beautiful like she
So with her feather I brush
My tender melancholic cheek
A cherry burst I blush
And my soul weak..
Hearing thy name of the heaven's feather, solemnly sweet, the lovely Heather.

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Purple Heather

(Intro not in English)
Oh the summer time is gone
And the leaves are sweetly turning
And the wild mountain thyme
Blooms across the purple heather
Will you go, lassie. go
If you will not go with me
I will never find another
To pick wild mountain thyme
All along the purple heather
Will you go, lassie, go
Lassie, go
I will build my love a tower
by the cool crystal waters
And I'll cling to her forever
Like the ivy to the heather
Will you go, lassie, go
*And we'll go together
To pick wild mountain thyme
All along the purple heather
Will you go, lassie, go
Lassie, go
(Not in English)
Will you go, lassie, go
(*Repeat)
And we'll all go together
Tp pull wild mountain thyme
All across the purple heather
Will you go, lassie, go
Lassie, go
Lassie, go

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Dear H.

In better 'human' weather,
Whether my eyes greet your grace or not,
I'll place you upon your favorite patch of heather,
If you dear Heather weave me through a fragrant mile of forget me nots.

We'll exchange prose, poems, and
When we part again, out of love or sin, we'll begin are apologetic letters.
At least our beast doesn't burden its feathers to fly when the blue canopy is calm,
Still, will our Wills will ever be sustained in fairness, in unfair weather.

c.2010 John Carroll Walls

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Hey Poet Man #3

Hey poet man
you are a rare

jewel

irreplaceable

with your soft
touch, paper
and pen

weaving magic

creating flames
of desire,
fulfilling dreams
with

strawberry affairs.

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Until You Were Gone

On this journey
of lifes' secrets
a stain-glass window

cracked.

Dreams were shattered.

I grasped for
your hand, but
it kept slipping away

The winds of
life kept howling
jerking at you until

you were gone.

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Our Baby

A young bud yawns,
opens her eyes, wakes up
from her long nap, looks around
to greet the world in awe.

She must be nourished
daily for her petals to
unfold and share her beauty, glow
in the heart of her gardner

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Come My Butterfly

Come!
my butterfly
spread
your colorful
wings
fly
to me.

light on
my
flower petal
let us
bathe
in the
nectar.

Come!
my butterfly
let us
share
dreams
until they
become
one.

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Fields of Heather

If you ever go to Scotland
on a summer day,
You'll fall in love with Heather,
Heathers blooming along the
bay.

Raising their tiny heads to
address the day,
You won't believe their beauty,
They will take your breath away.

This is a magical time, Heathers
growing wild and free,
Looking at a field of flowers,
Captivated, by their beauty.

Delicate tiny bows, catching in
the wind,
They color the landscape, lovely
blossoms blend.

Heathers hues beg our attention,
From Pinks to firey Reds,
God smiled on the appearance,
Of her beautiful flower beds.

Fragrance of Honeysuckle,
The sweetness of the Rose,
Fill the air with promise,
As Heather puts on her pose.

Petals softly speak, of luck,
And good cheer,
She'll return again, in the
coming year.

Heather, is my namesake,
I am proud to say,
Long ago, and far away,
My father fell in love with.

HEATHERS
On another summer day.

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Puddles

Puddles
are everywhere
the rain continues

to flood the green

valleys.

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You And I Together

When are
dreams
and
reality
ever to
meet.

My
basking
in your
presence.

Running
my hands
over your
body.

Touching
your soft
spot.

Enjoying
your
penetrat ion.

You
lying
in my
crevice.

Renewing
our love
vows.

You and
I
emerging
as one.

(c) copyright heather burns 2012

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Knowing You

As the soft
breezes blow
touch ny face
gently parting
away the past.

You seek me.

In the sighing
of the leaves
songs so sweetly
sang
the angels listen
in envy.

You soothe me.

As the clouds
drift away
the sun parts
the sky
heats up the
day

You warm me.

When the moon
comes out
lights up the
night sky

You touch me.

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Our Bond Of Love

Traveling
through
life's
wilderness.

Branches
and thorns
appear
along the
journey.

Leaves
cover
the
pathway.

Tangled in
after
thoughts
of you.

Leaving
behind
a veil
of tears.

Finally I
come upon
a clearing.

The sun
is shining
flowers in
bloom.

An amazing
search has
ended.

I touch
your face
clasp your
hands.

Our bond
of love
is still
strong.

(c) copyright heather burns 2012

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Promises For Tomorrow

The winds
of time
kept
catching
your
sweet
word s.

Blowing
them in
my
direction.

Filling
my heart
with
promises.

Promises
for
tomorrow.

This
heart
began to
surrender.

waking up.

so alive
and
passionate.

waiting
for you
to
invade
my
dreams.

yearn ing
to lift
you into
my
cradle
of
love.

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Can I Forget You?

When I can no longer
depend on my muse
to guide heart and hand.


Pen and paper lying
beside me, not a word
forth coming.


Paper turning yellow
with age, my eyes close
for the last time, I


breathe my final breath
can I forget you?

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Yesterday A Memory

YESTERDAY A MEMORY

As I
step
back
in time.

Allowing
my
mind to
wander.

I
remember
yesterday.

Your
presence
was so
welcome,
always
encouraging.

Believing
in my
every
effort.

Pushing
to
gr eater
heights.

Touching
mind
with you.

Taught me
greater
depths.

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My Honor

I take
great
pride
in my approach.

Reduce
my honor
I become
a meer
vapor in life.

My honor
when
tested
must
endure
lifes storms.

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The Secret of the Rose

Rose, a
symbol of
beauty, purity,
power, excellence.

An emblem
of silence,
a tear dropped

brought
her into
existence

Becoming
a lovely lady
remaining closed

around the
heart, preventing
distress
a rare flower.

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We the shy children

We are shy children
Why wish us ill then
When we sing our songs for pleasure?

We are God’s children
Who pays the bill then
while we play amongst the heather?

Whilst we’re still children
Will He explain then
What it is that we should treasure?

If it’s not love then,
Or heav’n above, when
we receive the farewell sermon,
will we remain then
singing and playing
amongst the decaying heather?

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Again Clouds

AGAIN CLOUDS
(cinquain)


Again

at last

clouds are gathering

the rain starts to

fall.

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