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Best Poems From
LINDA HARNETT
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Whispers
And lately in her dingy little room,
Her discontentment settles like a dust,
For once a haven now becomes her tomb,
Her once steel sharpened mind shown signs of rust,
She dreams of riding stallions on a beach,
And taste the saline spray from ocean deep,
To find a place no human can impeach,
But for the one she so aspires to keep,
She rides the horse avoiding shifting sand,
And sees him standing high upon a hill,
Now climbing slowly reaching for his hand,
He holds her tight against the autumn chill.
Her dingy little room now clear and bright,
He whispers in her ear by candlelight.
Linda Harnett
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White Horses
Let us ride white horses,
And pray the silver sand,
Beneath the hooves,
Hold us in high esteem,
And carry us loftily,
To mingle with the stars,
And dance on sunbeams,
Which tumble gracefully,
On a dusty wooden floor,
Let us sail on a sea,
Of a thousand salty tears,
Wept unashamedly,
And gathered in pools,
To wait patiently,
For the ocean to sate its thirst,
And hungrily,
Effortlessly,
Sweep them away.
Let us fly amongst,
The birds of paradise,
In rainbow hues,
Camouflaged in form,
And graceful in flight,
Seeking only,
Safe passage,
And sanctuary,
For the heart.
Linda Harnett
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