From The Notebook Of A Poet Seer 1 Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Evening that shines
Stars jewels of the
Eyes of heaven
Brimming tearful
At end of dusk

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Scraps of verse
Here and there
Leftovers
By
Chance and Probability
Jewels in a leopard's
Eyes
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Night dust flew
And night dust shone
In top
The sweet country lanes
Those lanes
That legend has
A running horseman
Straight over the cliffs
Unto the seas,
The wide dark seas
Where Dawn beckoned
And lay waiting
Hour by hour
Wise as Penelope
With patience
Her time biding

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Forgotten lanes
Strait and dirty
With clanking doors
Houses small
One two roomed
With many roofs
Fallen in:
And beauty's sighs
At night
So many sighs
So many
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Swollen wound
Of feisty flesh
Now rancid
Putrefying
Stinking