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Promise

Perfection,crystalline,shattered ,scattered at God's feet.
Our children,unreasonably destroyed,a moment of defeat.
How quickly removed form our presents,known to God alone,
reasoned only unto God's keeping,known to our heart's aching!
Forgive the unforgivable,beginning in the deepest part of grieving.
A tribute to the honorable,a prize worth keeping,their memorial.
Relief,maybe a change,the chance to gain.
A chance to believe good will prevail!
Testify to the memory of their sacrifice,hold high the promise of paradise.

A poem for all children..and the Colorado HS kids

WC 4/27/99 ©

Reasons

The trees don't apologize for loosing
their leaves in the fall,the birds don't say they are sorry for their song.
The rain makes no excuses for being wet,
the sun never explains why it's warm,nor does snow for being cold.
Wind blows freely without restraint,
The question will then be , do we need a reason for our love? Wm. Clark

Un-love

I would be a fool if I tried to un-love you.
I've tried to win back my heart ,
there's no chance to un-love you! A game you say, well by the way,
I've been a winner too. Lots of tears, too many fears;
I can't find a place to stop!
If love can grow untouched by the sun, and
my soul has a place to run.
Maybe I can begin, to win at unloving you.?**
Don't give me a break, for God's sake,
one look at you is enough to burn a desire,
it takes away my will ,and gives a thrill,my cold heart now warm.
Wait...........on second thought, being just a man
I really don't think
I can ,un-love you! Wm. Clark copyright 1978 All rights reserved

Image by Lynette Cook, © 2000. Used with permission of the artist.

Beauty

Your beauty intimidates me ,
rivaled by the ages ,I stand astounded by the frame and
nature of your being. The praises I set fourth ,
not endearing I am realistic enough to believe
there's no perfection but you are the closest I've seen.
No, to tell you absolutely how I feel,I've never laid eyes on your physical stature ,
what I'm talking about is your spirit and
the glory that surrounds your soul.
With these accolades at your feet,
I am contented to be.
Though you lift me higher than the sky,
you are the actuality of dream realized.
Your presences is a joy ,
I am surely blessed to be close enough to be thought of as lover.
Events of my heart are controlled,warmly by these and many other thoughts of you.
Never is there a routine to the day's fantasy of being with you.
Paper and words are the only way I can be with you .
I am forever indebted for your care!Thank you for your love. Wm. Clark

Your Mind Kiss

I want to know love with you
,mind dancer.
Play if you need to be serious about life,
Give and take enough to last you forever.
Pass time enjoy my being, beside your favor,
laughing at your fears;seeking reason for your tears.
Understanding that,I'm not the savior of your world.
Just a traveler hitching a ride ,what a ride it is!
Join my hand,touch my soul with your wing tips.
Softly paint me with your brush,find me the reality that you seek,
pray I am the one you wanted.
Find me never far away from your dream. I am real yet,the flesh will go;
spirit never ,unless forgotten by angels.
That's why I kiss you with these words , not lips.
Your mind kiss will last,your mind caress will not fade.
You fill your cup with my love , thus remember me in kindness and
I will remember kindness received from your soul.
Mind lovers that's best, never needing to part.
We share the laughter among our treasure!
We share our hearts, truly the measure.

Command

You are so much to me ,
in so many ways you can never know just what richness you bring to my life...
The care you hold inside your heart and the way you treat me to the smile of your soul.
I ask the question , how can a man be so lucky to find a treasure without looking?
Just how can I keep the thrill of your words and the way you say them,inside me .
imploding exploding feelings of unfettered love.
Oh, bright, warm lovely day,a day that gets kissed by your charm,grace,and beauty.
The sun must shame itself in your presents,
bow to see your gaze and lick your skin with it's fire.
You drown the sounds of nature,when you speak, all listen to be lead by your voice.
Then me. I am a slave to your bidding,
except by your grace you bid me not .
A command to be at your side,is all that's needed.

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