Alinda Lei; what is ours!
©May 20th 2021, Olan L. Smith
Your embrace, your touch, and your caress,
What joys they convey us this day,
But you're absent, and I'd be remiss
Not to remember you
In our former forms, a life approved.
We still live upon this vessel that orbits
Our sun, the sting of life still
Pricks the veins and our blood flows.
How will we endure this domain,
In our days of agedness?
Look up to the Pleiades and spy
Our home in the heavens,
The heart pumps and courses
Life in hope for more,
Our eternity is near.
We hunger for more than life
More than death, we hunger
For the spirit set aside for us.
We mourn for what was ours,
Writ across the stars, we are more!
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...