Poems by Denis

A Beacon of Joy

Memories arise, an echo's gentle sway,

Circling 'round me, crays of yesterday.

Recalling her smile, so beautiful and bright,

A beacon of joy in the softest light.

Her laughter, a melody, pure and clear,

Resonates within, though she's not here.

A bosom swelled, like creeks in spring's embrace,

Overflowing with love, a tender grace.

In every ripple, her essence I find,

A memory cherished, sweetly entwined.

Her smile, a memory, forever aglow,

Like creeks that swell, and never forego.

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A Veil of Clouds

Through the window of my cell, I gaze afar,

Into the mist where dreams and memories are.

A veil of clouds, so soft and yet so vast,

Hides the world, its future and its past.

Invisible they seem, these wisps of white,

A dance of shadows in the pale moonlight.

They whisper tales of what lies beyond,

Of sunlit fields and of the golden pond.

This cell, my confines, cannot hold my mind,

For in the clouds, a freedom I do find.

Each shapeless form, a story to impart,

A canvas vast for the imagination's art.

So let me look, let me dream and see,

In the mist of clouds, I find the key.

To unlock the chains, the walls, the bars,

And sail away to meet the stars.