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
poem by John Walls
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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.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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?
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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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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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.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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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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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
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Tetractys-In Death
I
cannot
forget you
as my eyes close
no, not then I will always remember.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Ballad Of The Heather
We spent a day together,
One day of all our lives,
Of love in cloudless weather--
Such only youth contrives--
One day in the red heather,
Alone with our two lives.
The tall grey rocks were near us,
The birch--trees lent us shade,
The moorfowl did not fear us,
Nor was the fox afraid.
No other life was near us
Of matron, man or maid.
The glory of the morning
Had made our pulses beat,
The dangers we were scorning,
The pleadings of retreat,
Her mother's eyes of warning,
The foes that we might meet.
Earth's silence was our token,
The sunlight on the hill.
We whispered things unspoken,
We stopped and gazed our fill.
The stillness was not broken,
Save thus at our own will.
We sat down by the water,
A green and quiet place.
She ate what I had brought her
When she had said her grace.
She was Eve's fairest daughter.
I kneeled and kissed her face.
O Love, what deeds thou darest,
When truth is on thy lips!
What royal robes thou wearest!
What wealth is in thy ships!
What glories thou declarest
With thy mad finger--tips!
We called on the high Heaven
In witness of our troth,
From morning until even,
While time was little loath
To give and be forgiven
The dear love in us both.
Aloft the raven scouting
Gave warning to the glen.
We heard a sound of shouting
The tramp of angry men.
No time was there for doubting,
And I was one to ten.
I hid her in the braken,
A brood--bird on its nest.
She wept as one forsaken
And held me to her breast.
We dared not thus be taken.
I fled, for it was best.
They passed her by unheeded.
They hunted me in sight.
I lured them while she needed,
A lapwing feigning flight.
Then o'er the hills I speeded
And left them to the night.
Alas, dear love, together
No more in all our lives
Shall we in cloudless weather,
Outwitting maids and wives,
Take joy of the red heather
And love and our two lives.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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One Rainy Night
One night
the sky began
to darken
thunder crashed
lightening
flashed
the wind blew
violently
disturbing the
calm.
Within a heart
was being
twisted
tearing apart
too many clouds
too much rain
had fallen
a connection
was breaking up
not to be
repaired again.
When the sun
finally appeared
it was late
the damage had
already taken
place
No, nothing would
ever be the same.
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poem by Heather Burns
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A LITTLE PRINCESS--BRESHNA KAHN (Sweet tiny daughter of Afzal Shauq) /Heather Wilkins
Having a new friend in our
land,
To her, we extend our hand.
My family, is waiting, to see
you there
To place a flower, in your
hair..
Your house, number one, in
the row,
Surrounded by lots of mistletoe.
Decorated with candy kisses,
For a special little misses.
You'll meet Snow White,
Tinker Bell too,
They'll come out, and play,
with you.
You can join our fairy clan
Play in our family band.
Dance around our fairy ring,
Enjoy yourself, laugh and
sing.
Yarrow, will help you too,
Make sure your dreams
come true.
So welcome to our fairy
land,
Little Princess, from far
away land..
TO
SWEET DAUGHTER OF AFZAL SHAUQ
© Heather Burns
Note of thanks of Afzal Shauq to Heather wilkins
______________________________________ ___________
Thanks dear heather for your love tribute to my litle Tiny daughter Hadeel Breshna afzal Khan (Sakani Hadeel) ... afzal shauq
poem by Afzal Shauq
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Dear God in heaven
as I journey in this life
keep my eyes open.
haiku by Heather Burns
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Fairies weave magic
Golden threads interwoven
Creating a spell.
haiku by Heather Burns
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Friend
Dear friend
To Me you send
Smiles
That last for miles
Words and laughter
For now and for after
With the lightness of your play
you brighten up My day
Even with distance of land
Hand in hand.
We walk together
Through woods and Heather
Whatever the weather.
Always a pleasure.
poem by Robert Green
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Puddles
Puddles
are everywhere
the rain continues
to flood the green
valleys.
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poem by Heather Burns
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The Moors
NOT in rich glebe and ripe green garden only
Does Summer weave her sweet resistless spells,
But in high hills, and moorlands waste and lonely,
The vast enchantment of her presence dwells.
Wide sky, and sky-wide waste of thyme and heather,
Perpetual sleepy hum of golden bees--
If you and I were only there together,
Free from the weight of all your garden's trees!
The north is mine; though bred by elm and meadow,
Pines, torrents, rocks, and moors my heart loves best;
I love the plover's wail, the cleft hill's shadow,
The sun-browned grass that is the skylark's nest.
Ah, yes! you too I love, dear wistful pleader,
You most I love, dear southern rose, half-blown,
And rather lounge with you beneath your cedar,
Than greet the moor's wide heaven-on-earth alone.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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My Family (quatrain)
My father, mother, brothers too
Playing under the sky so blue.
Before my eyes did appear
Brought back memories oh, so dear.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Weaver Of Magic (quatrain)
As I looked through with pure delight
LauraLee in the pale moonlight.
With silver and gold she did weave
A flawless tapestry of make-believe.
poem by Heather Burns
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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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poem by Heather Burns
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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.
cocpyright by heather burns
poem by Heather Burns
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These Tears
I hate that these tears are something you made and i have to live with in my eyes.
I hate that that you made me fake a smile, a laugh.
Because of you i try my hardest to forget everything.
Your the closest thing to perfect but the farthest thing from me.
I'll never be forgivin for all my faults, by you or god or anyone.
But this I know i am not here for grace, or padon, or to give them.
My way is through shodow, blackness on the path, and in my heart, in my eyes,
and in my soul.My fate unknown.My destiny my own.
I guess all I can do is wait for a betta day.
wrightin by my beutiful friend Hillary
poem by Heather Noble
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