Carol Fleming Klein Poems

You are my Overlord.
In Your great hall
I kneel, my vow to wield Your sword.
Myself, my home, my all
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Joseph, your princely coat of colors
is getting small now.
The father in a distant land
weeps over it's tatters
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Are the curving fringe of dark lashes
And the ruby lips
With the quick flashing smile
Just another mask
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The memory of you is fading
like the mist
off a rainy winter morning
when the sun appears.
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Sometimes
in the night
firelight beckons
from the chill
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A long line
of people
march
from here
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I
stand inside myself
Looking out upon the world
Wanting to join in
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There is a moment
when the flame burn low.
The candle flickers,
the light about to go.
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Phantom limb
I feel you back again
A heart catch
A cheshire grin
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I know of blue,
the color, the shade
of eyes that were brown
when the blues were made.
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