Claude H Oliver II Poems

When life gives us our first breath
Standing by is our own death
When we breathe our first sigh
We know not our destiny is to die
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If home is not here
Where is it
If death brings us home
Then where are we when alive
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As a man thinks
So he is
His thoughts prescribe
And proscribe
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All that is – is nature
The nature of nature
Is defined by nature
That which is defined by nature
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Two from one
Is how they come
Yet where is the one
From where they come
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When a son comes to earth
He is suckled by mother at birth
She smiles at him with pride
As he grows up by her side
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He loved life was on his epitaph
Generous and giving to all
That he is dead is not in dispute
The truth of the epitaph his victims refute
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Sore muscles, tired feet
Pains earned from pacing concrete
Whether aimlessly or with purpose
Yet if purpose is won – the dream achieved
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Enduring Love Or Everlasting Love


Enduring love or everlasting love
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Today is yesterday’s future
Future always becomes present
If I live in the past, I live not
For that which was no longer is
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