Josh Alfred Poems

With you close,
You picked a petal from a rose
And let it flutter to the ground.
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Brown is the soil
When you feel it
In your hands.
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Behold without the sun
Breath without the trees
Know that all is one;
Even as the present leaves.
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Take me away, on winds of dreams.
Take me where I have never been.
Mountain tops, island shores,
Forests lost, rivers, floating boats.
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Rise from the ocean;
Dear beauty, you are there.
Not merely a reflection,
But deep in there somewhere.
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I sleep upon a bitter bed -
Beneath death's blankets.
A bleak being begging
For concentration.
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Deep dark space,
The earth's other side
I open my eyes
And all seems to hide
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All I sense is sadness
Its not a subtly
Its as clear as any madness
And its overtaken me
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My joy once a trait
Now won't emerge
I just have hate
Bitterness and hurt
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