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Best Poems From
CHRISTOPHER THOR BRITT
(31 July,1971)
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My Love, My Soul
Shadows lengthen slowly o'er
The place our hearts did meet
Where are you moon, light of my soul?
Where is your watchful gaze?
These eyes are sorely blinded, for
They long for blissful sleep
Yet, still I wait. Be still my soul
Wait 'til the end of day.
For in the gentle gloaming hour
When sun meets western deep
The moon shall light unto my soul
And light her beckoned way.
Oh, maiden fairly bless-ed, our
Two hearts do run in league
For love, I risk eternal soul
For love, here I remain.
Christopher Thor Britt
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Thought and Memory (Huginn and Muninn)
Oer the waters of time
My attention is quickly drawn
As Thought soars the heavens with
Memory at its side
By thorn and thicket we have passed
At times we struggle through
As that around us tears and shreds
Yet time we abide
Travel we birds of like feather
Black as night, strong as day
A reflection, one to another
Two arrows taking flight
We chance upon the wind
Unyielding as the grave
Our ballad, sight and sorrow
Two ravens in the night
Christopher Thor Britt
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Lovers' Tryst
Cold and empty, the silent streets sleep as two hearts dream
Each reluctant to raise the wakeful mist
The drear autumn sky is covered by mantle of night
While forbidden fate hides a lovers tryst
The eyes of night do espy that which by day abides in guise
Though fate cannot allow a love one cant resist
They chance the heart stay open to live, to love and soon be broken
While dreams hearken to the lovers tryst.
To pray the moon hold fast its path and beg yond dawn be stayed
Though noble true and fair the cause, theyre bound neer to desist
So marked by inevitable doom that tears hold such dread farewell
The dream must eer remain a lovers tryst.
Christopher Thor Britt
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Above the Blue Twilight
Chance the night, oh fragrant wind
Beckon to its drowsy calling
For tis there she rises high
And in the morns seen falling
Two different worlds on blanket lay
Before creations dawning
Twas there, her glory first espied
Began her lovers fawning
The gentle glow upon her face
Her light of azure gloaming
A reflection of the love he feels
His warmth of heart eer showing
Chase the wind, disrupt the tides
My lover, oh my soul
And to thy darkened bed abide
In part or by the whole
Though mine eyes rare find your face
Upon the darkened night
Forever shall we meet and dance
Above the blue twilight
Christopher Thor Britt
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