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Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
A beautiful rose grows on a grave
It is cared for by the caring
Watered by heaven
Raised by the sun
Given rest by the Autumn
Reborn by the spring
Under in the rich earth
The life that is just sleeping
Just waiting
Offers life into its roots
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
Byn
A lipless Crimson clothed kiss matters
A Dead dance with dark disclosure
What will be uncovered in perspective
Basic material removed
Hope in dead smiles
For byn has come
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
Lived my life with eyes wide open
But since I have seen you
There is nothing left to see

For this I have no sight
But look upon love with a view
That's carries vision on
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
The Crimson heart bleeds lifeless
Weathered are we all
Torn and fettered
Broken to the faultless bone

The blue sun won't shine
Weathered are we all
Deformed and closed
Hopelessness to the scarred heart

The reddest sea waves the winter
Weathered are we all
Heartless and forbidden
Pleasure unknown informed be not

The colourless hope dreams
Weathered are we all
Crest fallen and lost
Hiding frontier of hatred love

The softest metal bends eternal
Weathered are we all
****** in deification
Screaming with a silence cold



Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
Lost between heaven is God
Somewhere between hell is God
Voice of the moon
Cries out with the joy of solitude
Is lonely are we lonely
Do we see with no eyes
Do we feel with no dream
How to live where love stands alone

Oh voice of the moon
Release me from this sea of despair
That I may see your face again
And feel your warm protection
Hold back the tears we feel
That will dry and fade
Perhaps heart give place to shine
God keep your sleep eternal
I wrote this for my later father
Try everything in heaven or earth
I have a far better chance of listening to a voice from the moon than hearing you speak again

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