Andrew David Dalby Poems

The lush folds of land
arose in heavy sweaty lines
As the fawning trees nakedly
thrust their brittle fingers
...

a secret longing,
A wish fulfilled;
a tender touch,
a silence, stilled.
...

finger hooks
wrapped strapped and tied...
threads hanging
By whisper's
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Rusted curled,
Yet not forgotten.
A part of God's Eternal plan.
Here, now and forever;
...

I pause to ponder on these changes,
And face this bitter winter chill.
that clamps on me like lime greased pages,
and longs to twist and turn me still.
...

As I hear the hollow clanking of the heavy Iron bell,
With woods surround, all grey fibrous and as dark as night;
Oh how I hate to say this, I leave here very well.
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Entreaties mine
Through faults line dominion
she mocks;
and
...

We nearly met...leaving mere hints
of subtle reflected connections,
that longed to delicately linger.
She smiled, with no conditions;
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This is how the heart of the universe
can be revealed:

Resting, in shards of a budding flower's blossom;
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Based on an idea by Deseree x


With a surging swirling deep within;
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