Kevin Patrick Brown Poems

Was it God who ejected us into the blackness of the night
to rest alone in the dark on a tiny lost ball of dust?

Was it God who first lit the Sun to bring us light
and then later a final gift that let us find Love and Trust?
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In my heart there are many corners
cluttered with those cast off moment of life

This corner here, filled with dejection
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Dawn rose so slowly, my gift left within
Unknowing we parted, a mystery not told
Barely I had known you, but open up I did
I longed to discover what secrets that you hid
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Her passionate mouth, it twisted and spat
These threads of her myth, they were woven and flat
The fabric was coarse and horrible to touch
Impossible to handle, no appendage could clutch
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Were it that your heart was like a ripe morsel of fruit
waiting for loving hands to gently peel open the truth

Were it that your mind was like a treasured book
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He hectored and proclaimed to the vast restless crowds
But near, out of sight, lay vast fields of shroud
His word were hollow, his heart would not follow
Outside his palace, a nation lay in ruins
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What was gone, well spent, perhaps even extinct
What would come: a mystery, a riddle of time
The path lay before them, a dark labyrinth of chance
The raw heat of Hazard left Logic decayed
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We swim and stroke and bathe in hope
At the surface we cannot see the hidden view,
nor can we know the width of the these seas
We know if we stop then we surely will be drowned
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The rising sun clamored to push away
the last vision of a reflection of moonlight,
it's final glimmer, patient over the rising sea.
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Love, a rough cable of steel
anchored in flesh, to bind
Two hearts together as one.
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