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Poetry by Shigé Clark

"Let the battered heart rejoice"

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nature poems

Growing in Graveyards

Growing in Graveyards

All Anew and Twice as Bold

All Anew and Twice as Bold

Meetings

Meetings

Morning in Bolzano

Morning in Bolzano

Loves Renewed

The sunlight kissed her skin.
And a kiss it was, of a lost love
In soft, sweet remembrance of joy.
The merry wind breathed against her,
And she laid back beneath it,
Inhaling its rich perfumes.
Water traced her feet in cool caress,
Trickling through her toes.
This was not a day for shoes.
It was a day for tranquil moments,
For reacquaintance of spirits,
It was a day for loves renewed.

– s. Clark

Across the Plains

Clouds billow, curling up in wicked waves
Upon a skyline sea of blue and gray,
Then crashing over rolling mountain peaks,
All speckled green with sanded underlay.
The wind beneath the waves collects the sand
And sweeps it down to meet the forest floor.
Endless expanse of empty, sun-soaked plains,
Where mankind’s frantic frenzy looms no more
Against the looming of the open sky.
For who could reach here but the hand of God?
No grasp of man could stretch so wide and far,
No stride of man had strength so long to trod.
And when the sun sinks down behind the hills
And bathes the plains within the blue of night,
Across the land, the waves spit lightening down,
To strike the mountains with a scorching light.

– s. Clark

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