Star Burst
We come from naught and so return,
But for an instant brightly burn;
Eternal sleep is black as night,
With life a fleeting flash of light
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Power In The Pen
Despite what you may have seen or heard
Don't doubt the power of the written word;
When freedom falls as a nation fails
‘Tis the writers first, who are put in jails.
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Perspective
To see the Earth from a distant Star
Would give perspective to who we are:
A speck of dust in a galaxy;
A whirlpool set in an endless sea
Where waves roll on to infinity.
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Three Men
'I've met with God - no longer do I thirst! '
Of those there gathered cried the first.
The second said: 'What an unholy tryst,
For plainly does no deity exist! '
'Perhaps', the third man said, 'is either so,
But I alone admit I do not know.'
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Infinetry
If the universe is of infinite size
On just one planet would life arise?
Or are there many where life can swarm,
Advanced like us and of similar form?
In lands bizarre and on planets strange,
Do alien writers their words arrange?
So do we live in a universe
Where infinite poets write infinite verse?
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Two Armies
They stand to the left and to the right:
Two armies locked in an endless fight,
With banners of blue and those of red,
On the ground between, bloodied truth lies dead.
The smoke of battle - the fog of war;
No quarter given where might is law;
Attack! the order - a volley flies;
The air is rent with the scream of lies.
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Orange Clock Work
How does an orange clock work?
Well it tells the time in orange coloured ways.
In its innards do strange gears lurk,
And it chimes the years and ticks away the days.
It's a bright and shiny timepiece;
Every second does it add to make the hours.
When it's wound down will its time cease,
As its flesh and skin the universe devours.
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Sunset In Winter
The amber glow as day begins to die
Behind a darkened hill that lies to west,
Where trees that silhouette against the sky
March on like lines of soldiers on its crest.
And where the amber meets the fading blue
And tinges it with golden streaming light,
With painted colours these last rays imbue
The western sky, before the fall of night.
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Fame And Infamy
The famous are by all the people praised
And monuments to their achievements raised,
But should they fail the test, their statues fall;
They really weren't so famous after all.
Their fame was bought at such a heavy cost,
And in the end in any case they lost.
For though they had a short time in the sun,
They're famous only if their armies won.
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The Swordsmith
From the maker's furnace comes each new life
When are portions promised of joy and strife
And these both in measure, for life one pays
And the price is fate, and it cuts both ways;
And how strife is borne will in each reveal
Whether flawed with weakness or strong as steel;
Knows the Smith, when forging the two edged sword,
How each edge it keeps, is its temper scored.
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