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I would lope all night
through a winter’s storm
if I knew my presence on morning light
would warm the hearts
of those I love the most

-William Leed-

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Don’t confuse emotionalism
with soft-heartedness
I insist recollection of
kittens with hearts
those of lions

-William Leed-

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Painted by human hearts
are those collectables of sin.

-William Leed-

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THE APHONIC NARRATIVE

The small needful hand grasping from our child
The smile of his known innocence
The addled invitational posturing from sleep
The natural but unstated intimation to please
The always sterling value of sleep
The merited hours cuddled for reassurance
The billet-doux to the brightest corners of our hearts
Then endearing his presence while cheek to cheek

-William Leed-

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OUR SHADOWED ROSE

Never wait for sole-personality of thought
to be that paper envelope of tears
written to those we love
as were those from the soldiers of the Civil War.
With a bewildered hand and a raven’s feather
their expressions came to be the eternal thoughts and memories
known by those who for curiosity or hearts bleeding,
opened the chance to know,
all the while their uniform bodies
lie in wooden envelopes ‘neath sod fields
and unyielding summer sun.

-William Leed-

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