Barry Blander Poems

Here I sit, late at night, bones languish.
But I know somewhere, your voice melodiously peals, morning church bells
I wonder, will it ever end, this dolorous anguish
But I glance at your face in my heart, and know that therein your indomitable spirit dwells.
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Subdued voices in prayer softly humming
Tremulous fingers on string of harp gently strumming
Children, imbued with the wan moonlight scatter and strew
Branches of leafy palm along the road, chanting:
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Behold, the Lamb of God whose face did shine,
John saw approaching; in apprehension
Trembled with joy seeing the Son Divine
Conceived by God's holiest intention.
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Your eyes flutter
(Frightened flocks
Of birds in flight)
Your pursed mouth;
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Wafting through perennial verdant trees
I espied a small window of sunlight;
On her tiptoes whispers the bashful breeze,
Nascent and seductive the silk twilight.
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Far, the son went to another nation
Spent his father's money on harlots, drink;
Consumed by sin: low, sordid and ancient.
Money spent, into poverty he'd sink
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How does one measure another man's pain?
What compass describes pain's circumference?
In a ward my good friend vents sorrow's rain
Anguish hid, today given prominence.
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Under a billowing canopy of stars
As pale as the drifting snow
Dawn disrobes her wedding gown
Steps ankle-deep into a river
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Our souls purchased
At a price
Man cannot fathom
Delivered are we
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