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Barefoot in Georgia red mud
The earth struggling to fight back
In dryer times a victory
Barry A. Lanier



Bblind Fisherman

While down at the dock fishing one day
Walked up to the man, kneeling to pray
I heard him praying, for a new friend
One who could teach, him to fish again
Now I teach my blind friend, to cast
True left, right or center, how far from the grass
Between the lily pads and the fallen log
'I am seldom blind when I dream, and
morning is always bright, our bait, the worms
have no guides, they can be taught fear of
light' I cannot find myself at times, my shoes
the sink, tell time, but that is spilled milk
I can tell the difference between a liar and
friend, I can tell when I'm nearing the rope's end
Laughing, he says, 'I still hope the worm will turn'
Pink, flacid, and warm dining on good fortune
Books and woman have a faint legible smell
Divorced from the night and in my own shell
In the overcast I dream, using darkness well
Eventually he could not walk, or fish, he fell in
his own feces. He lay there weeping and died
where he fell. The power of righting all wrong
is now hard for me to sell.
Barry A. Lanier



Bevening Star

O' beautiful and brilliant
My one evening star
Gazing toward your beams
Splendous glory afar

Visions of hope and serenity
Cast out from your beams
For a moment in time
Caught in and endless dream

Brilliant pods of energy
Tucked in God's distant sky
Stunned by your beauty
Never questioning why?

Lifting my head upward
Again, and then again
Transfixed on the heavens
Toward my special friend

Only resting in prayer
With sparkles in my eyes
Spiritually, finally home
Just in gazing the sky
Barry A. Lanier



Bfrom Here To Elijay

At any given point in time or space,
Dreams pull me to her memory and grace.
She lack's the world's desperation and fear,
Vast beauty to behold and cherish all the year.
Where one can cling and hold to God's grace,
Closing ones eyes, holding Dear Elijay.
So small and very humble,
At the footsteps of Appalachia's trail.
Untouched by worldly worries,
All all of life's travail.
Peace and tranquility, with no charge or fee,
Arms always wide open, she yields to me.
No parades or large crowds greet me,
No celebrities in the town square.
Only the aura of nature's celebration,
And a deep breath of mountain air.
Barry A. Lanier
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