The Love Poet of Vermont
William Graham
Language: English
Pages: 67
ISBN: 1479192740
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
This volume of poems celebrates love—both its joy and heartache—by drawing inspiration from the natural beauty of Vermont. In verse that expresses universal emotions, poet William Graham has given his readers a valentine from Vermont.
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I balled up the paper In my hand and then tossed It into the flames. As the words burned and Turned to ash, I wondered If the author felt a twinge As her words left this earth Forever. Haikus 1. Moss-covered rocks sleep In the slanted winter light— A good example. 2. Light flashes across Infinite vaulted darkness— Rendezvous unknown. 3. Mountain streams scour rocks Like your resistance slowly Washes away hope. 4. Time accelerates— Whisking away our short lives
sleek stem with a thorn. Then I am a rose that you see in the morn— The rose that whispers of my love for you. Silent Steps I saw tracks in the winter snow From unseen creatures I did not know. Silently they crept through the night— Furtive, wary—they hid from sight. You too step barefoot and silent With your shy temperament. You glide across the moonlit floor With a natural grace I adore. Do not hide from me tonight. Come, come to the firelight So that I may see your face
in all of nature’s costumes— Acting a part on nature’s dramatic stage. Reflecting Pool In winter on the frozen pond like steel I see your face slowly revealed As the sun slices the ice. In spring as the chill is sacrificed To the warm breath from the south, I see a smile bloom from your mouth. Summer’s pounding heat draws us in To refreshing water that drips off your golden skin. In autumn, leaves float like remembered kisses On water—a symbol of fulfilled wishes. The World
indelicately call The art of suffering. Thorns you toss at my feet— Making me cross a threshold of pain Before you agree to meet. But only through sacrifice— It seems—will the quest be won— Through the valley of darkness to paradise. Stopping Time I will stop the clocks to preserve the day When you first tossed a loving glance my way. That moment will float forever in time Like the perfect word for a perfect rhyme. But time is undefeated—I know this well. No one is immune
words so much. Crumpled Letter In the throwing out The past reached out her hand— Transformed into a crumpled letter From twenty-six years ago. How can two decades Pass in a flash when the time Between today and tomorrow Can flow like a glacier? Love, anger, retribution All floated off the folded missive That had been jammed into The back of an obscure drawer. Emotion hung in the air Like a snowflake, and then Drifted down into the space Between regret and resignation.
