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Joshua Hamilton Poem
How many senses does it take
To prove to myself you’re real
How do I know the illusion won’t break
Or the devil be part of the deal
I reach out my hand to feel
My fingers trail over skin
Brushing the hoodie you love to steal
The veil between us is thin
The smell of sweet breath
Holding me back from the brink
I dare not mention Macbeth
Afraid the moment to jinx
Eyes lock for a magical second
Green meeting hazel-brown
Even when there is a problem to be reckoned
Your visage wards off a frown
You’re voice sweet and strong
Carried softly on still air
Claiming you are never wrong
And comparing life to a fair
One sense remains
But unspoken it shall stay
However, lipstick stains
Give the secret away
Copyright © Joshua Hamilton | Year Posted 2022
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Joshua Hamilton Poem
First star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be visited by beautiful sprite
My mist-laden dreams to light
A smile like a summer day
A thought of you blows the clouds away
Tolerating my babbling bray
You’re thoughts on show like a whirling ballett
The speed of rhyme goes up
Out of flying fingers words erupt
Trying to describe you’re close-up
In wakeful dreams your face I cup
Moral codes one and the same
Even though it might seem tame
It will keep us high above the shame
And gently kindle the tender flame
Queen without being seated on a throne
Beneath beautiful face beautiful heart shown
Gently smiling soul without a clone
My every barrier overthrown
Almost a rant
Becoming a chant
Off course this poem slants
And it falls
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Joshua Hamilton Poem
Towering over the forest
Stands a sacred tree
Capable of telling the blest
What was and is to be
To every question an answer
Every problem a solution
Even the cure to cancer
Of the prevention of pollution
One day in the forest I found him
And wondered what to ask
I knew not to question on a whim
But towards untapped knowledge to grasp
I asked him a question that stumped me
That stood out from all the rest
I asked how love came to be
Was it ordained on our behalf?
He simply sat quietly
Content with it a mystery.
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I remember sitting by myself one day
Once again wishing for love
Hoping the clouds would roll away
And reveal starry heaven above
I knew I would find it eventually
That my search would one day be complete
But I didn’t search intentionally
Didn’t come to the race to compete
But now I have found what I waited for
Perfection fell into my lap
Luckily I opened that glowing door
Went on when I almost fell back
And maybe it will be continuous
And I can give my vow to Sancus
Copyright © Joshua Hamilton | Year Posted 2022
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