Heather Burns Poems

Everyone has things they must
conceal
something they cannot reveal
...

The day we met
my desires became
inflamed with your
love
...

The tide sweeps in
carries my thoughts
to a distant shore
lost in the moment.
...

Infatuation is ever changing
as a cloud in passing.
Trees developing leaves
turning from green, gold and
...

As we
arrived
at the
airport
...

The clouds are breaking
up
moving into tomorrow
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Winter arrived no warning
snow covered the ground

like a weightless blanket
...

Etching it's way across
the sky
lonely swan in flight
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Raindrops gently falling
frozen crystals melt away

drying up the teardrops
...

Always fluttering around a name
butterflies playing games

Multicolores on display
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