Best Poems From
LINDA HARNETT
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Perfect Disguise
I catch a glimpse in a mirror,
Reflecting a picture of me,
And noticing not quite perfection,
I wonder,
What is it, he sees?
The eyes, now tired, slightly jaded,
The years of pain etched on my skin,
My hair now losing its lustre,
And Yes,
Im still way too thin.
I study that face in the mirror,
Devoid of cosmetic reprieve,
I search for a much younger version,
And wonder now,
When did she leave?
I think about him, now as always,
The mirror, it seems never lies,
A young girl is standing before me,
Wearing love,
As a perfect disguise.
Linda Harnett
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Sunset
The sun went down today at half past four,
Just as I finished working for the week,
Ive seen the sun set many times before,
Today, I held my breath; and could not speak,
It sank so slowly way out in the west,
And tinged my snow capped hills a dusky pink,
A sight that never leaves me unimpressed,
So mesmerised, I force my eyes to blink,
The grey clouds in the east, were pink and blue,
The sun had touched the sky for miles around,
And then it changed, took on a lilac hue,
I hold my breath for silence has no sound.
For all was well within my world today,
I watched the sun until it went away.
Linda Harnett
Read more: pink poems, today poems, sun poems, snow poems, silence poems, sky poems, sunset poems, world poems, work poems, change poems
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A Warm And Tender Glow
I still can feel the warm sun on my skin,
A gentle breeze to calm my fevered brow,
It somehow fails to cool the warmth within,
That feeling still remains with me, and how,
And barefoot, walking on fine silver sand,
Feet slowing sinking covering my toes,
My cares all left behind, I understand,
Im just someone that no one really knows,
A part of me set free on lonely beach,
The part that rides white horses on the shore,
Im happy just to know Im out of reach,
And for a time I couldnt ask for more,
I sat a while and watched the sun sink low,
It bathed me in a warm and tender glow.
Linda Harnett
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And Still I Wait
And Still I Wait
And still I wait,
In love,
And sweet regret,
I wait for news,
To come,
It hasnt, yet,
I write some words,
I listen to a song,
And wonder now,
Why did it all, go wrong?
I write,
Hello, how are you?
Doing well?
Just casual conversation,
Can he tell?
That love lies bleeding,
In between each line,
I lie and tell him,
Yes, Im doing fine.
And still, I wait,
In love,
In sweet regret,
And write to let him know,
I cant forget.
Linda Harnett
Read more: song poems, love poems
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