August W. Landing

I had a lone home by the meadow-
Deep and dusk and calm.
With woods afar my window,
I never wondered to.
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Kill me slow
Not as fast
Gun harm bleeding
Out my heart
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I can no more be your one.
So I friend the streets
And follow them.
To their ending,
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Campfire and drum-beat morn,
Farewell, goodbye.
Those who own Earth,
Are owned by dust.
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</>In the middle of my garden,

grows my wilting heart.
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The new was sparkle
The old was Shine.
The new was wild,
The old was mine.
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Birds if you don't hear her,
And morning falls.
Grass afraid to grow.
And sunshine dims.
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When I am Earth's,
And tempests rise,
Cast at calmless sea,
Of restless spice.
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If I cannot wake,
I cannot sing;
If I cannot sing,
I cannot joy.
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When I was ready
You were not.
When I was not
You became.
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Heal what you kill,
Give it life.
Tuning harps to sing our songs;
Starlight spelling you.
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From here yonder,
Infinity.
A second passing,
Eternity.
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To climb and reach there,
Two ways were there.
The other ways
And the way to there.
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And when I go dig deep the past,
I find the fair face I saw first.
And then another,
And another:
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She smiled and pressed close.
Said she was happy
Yet she was crying.
My heart was not hers,
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A time there was,
I pat and kissed you on the nose.
And waft the day and count no loss,
And said goodnight mine sweet.
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I shall be with you in the morning.
Let me be with me today.
I shall up this way go homing,
And farewell to you say.
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She shall be coming on this date.
First I pray, then i wait;
And beg the road afar my gate
To bring her quick to me.
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'Tis on this road that had no light,
With mist demisted from the ground,
At night-
That I lost my might to fight.
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These times are hard,
Bitter and sour.
That is all to say I had
At that hour.
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