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14 march 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

Leaving Salzburg: Edelweiss


Leaving Salzburg: Edelweiss


For what dreams doyou bring us,
With yourchampions pronounced in deeds,
And how many maids
wait with longings in between?
Bring us dreams of
golden tomorrows dear Edelweiss.
 
How many have
fallen for you high one?
Your royal stems,
petals so noble,
Above us you
flourish in wait,
For how do your
dreams bloom for such feats of valiance?



Tell me Edelweiss,
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18 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

Descent With Grace





Vassals and fellows let us beware
I hear the endings call
The darkest of all now outreached
I trust it’s time to fall

Heart of light once so soothing
Now forever out of reach
We now join our brothers in the deep
To embark from the foreign beach

Funereal of delights, watch me surge
Fathomless and ever maddening
Of life behind we now purge
Take to the dark light of that final Thule

Glory bound, we journey now
To answer that far distant call
Time could not last, for grave and gasp
That final subtle pall
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17 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

Home

For what is it, a home?
A shelter of worth,
Some place of warmth?
Or a wayside, some void,
A shared break from the chain,
Binding us till the end.


Could home be at the bottom
Of a bottle of warm drink?
A dark tavern perhaps,
The dark alley in back
A distance from the pain that haunts,
Like ghosts waiting on the pass.


Would we do without it?
A thing called home.
To travel or carry on
Never stopping,
To be snared by some fate
Or held to one place.

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16 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

Prism

In blue I paint,
With hues of lust, slathered my liquid anger;
For in color tell of loss, dreams so unfulfilled,
What else do I have?

With red and warmth
To splatter and smother in tints of heat,
Feeling my brush, long and deft with curve and scrub;
Into the night I paint.

Forced be in yellow
Spread and dig so firm, so able;
Colors swirl and mix with speckles of flame,
In zeal do I express.

Fast motion do I create
Fury and rage with wrath I wield the brush.
All ardor and amour to bring my appetite to the edge,
In art I so ache.

14 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

The Cruel Tension



The Cruel Tension





Two
rooms apart


Yet
no severance to quell


This
cruel tension of which we befell


As
the silence runs deep

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14 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

The Cruel Tension

The Cruel Tension





Two
rooms apart


Yet
no severance to quell


This
cruel tension of which we befell


As
the silence runs deep


No
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12 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

Descent with Grace



Vassals and
fellows let us beware


I hear the
endings call


The darkest
of all now outreached


I trust it’s
time to fall





Heart of
light once so soothing
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12 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

Andromache



Dragged over
the field went your man of such valor.


Unaided by
those above, left to the fury of that rage,


Of who took
down so many to find the heart of truth,


On that
foreign land so long ago.


For who wept
longer than you dear lady,


When the son
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12 february 2012

poetry

Garrick Allan
Garrick Allan

We once were together as one

So tell me
now where did you go


That dark
night of sorrow and of plight


Your heart
for me you left behind


Passing with
harrow harsh pain





So deep
inside a cold blade does twist


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