The Collector
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Leave me alone
to press my thoughts
like rare flowers
in an hardcover book
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Give me time to write the lyrics
to the melody of morning
to pray on a rosary of silence
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I need to measure each day
by the stretch of light and shadow
see the moon as a bowl
fired by the sun
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I want to make a fossil
impressed with this feeling
until its ornate memory shines
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Let me steal a few moments
to collect an intuition
to look an untold story in the eye
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~ Colleen Redman 2/11
February 18th, 2011 10:49 am
Beautifully written. I love the peace that you incite here.
February 18th, 2011 6:20 pm
What a wonderful poem. I heard a lot of your own life in it… and that is what makes it beautiful.
February 18th, 2011 7:51 pm
Wonderful poem! I slowed down reading it.
February 18th, 2011 10:05 pm
Yes, oh, yes! I love the way this poem led that final brilliant stanza!
February 19th, 2011 2:59 am
I love this. It is so full of feeling
February 19th, 2011 9:57 am
Beautiful….this is very true and touching.
February 19th, 2011 11:52 am
wow. this may be my favorite of yours. i felt it and it resonates.
February 20th, 2011 8:30 am
beautiful poems, colleen.
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August 10th, 2016 9:53 pm
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