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I am a poet who has both been published and self published. All work on this blog is all copyright Alex Ness. While I make very little money from my work I am technically a professional. Measuring by the hours I've written I am professional. My goal is to share my work with as many people that can read it, as far as the internet may reach with it. I hope if you are moved you will share this blog with others, and perhaps buy my books.

Whatever the result, thank you for viewing this blog. I cannot express how greatly I appreciate the many people, from many places upon the earth, who have visited.

I bid you peace.

Je ne regrette pas la douleur, car il m'a fait plus forte

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Friday, December 19, 2014

We Wait For The Kiss



















When the angel is here
Brings her lips close to ours
We do not linger in the moment
Although our memory might echo
In our life's many hours
Of torment
And joys
Of the victories and pain
Of the laughter bringing tears
The sorrows that remain
No
We do not linger
We recognize her calling
Her lips approach our own
And we know
Time has come
And the echoes of time
Give way
To the echoes
Of life
Childhood
And having children
Growing older
And being old
Kiss our lips
Take us home
Where we will wait
For our kin
In the majesty
Of the eternal
That awaits












Some mistake our bones
Dry and dusty for our being
Even once we have fled
But the bones and the marrow
The veins once wide
Now collapsed and narrow
Everything
That once made our form
Is no longer us
In any sort of way
But dust
Returned to the earth
To be dust
Or grass
Or hay














The memories fade
The tears will dry
The days have been
The years are passed
And everything dies
So our flesh returns to the earth
To start a new cycle of life
And our spirit which has always been
Will linger in eternity
With the eternal
As it should be