Gordon Walter Poems

Nothing can be exchanged for Love
It has the magic to stand all alone
It removes fear of you but give in fear
That you may lose your beloved
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a new water pond
continuous jumps in it
inconclusiveness
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The magic of the moon
Some feel lunatic
and some ecstatic
ignorant everywhere
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Start a conflict,
then sit back and
observe the dead soldiers,
orphans, and dispersed families.
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Time, the silent thief, walks with pride,
stealing voices once thundered wide.
poets who danced with fire and rhyme,
now whispers lost in halls of time.
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silence of this night
making icicle around
i am thoughtful now
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