christian MERLE Poems

I said you, you were beautiful,
With inexhaustible resources,
You gave me a river
Under the shadows of old alders.
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Red's my soul
Because of the pain
You let me on the blue road.
But this road was glowing.
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Queen Street station, Glasgow.
Does she waits an unlikely train?
No. Drawn up, her fine left hand's
Signing to me. She's singing
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There were two gleaming golden caravels
Sailing towards the white pier of Whitenhaven.
The first one came back from far travels,
The second one carried Shaky Handed Jo's men.
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We were laughing on the border-line
My father’s coming back in my priers,
You had your white hand in mine,
With hate in eyes, saw we soldiers.
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