GERYLL ZEHR poetry/photography
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Houses tall on the edge of town
tie my tie, you don your gown
the mirror gives me back a frown.
Now I feel
that luxuries
have taken the wheel
and you're a luxury that I keep
by my side to help me sleep.
Pack your aura and take your leave
wipe your eyes
for there's nought to grieve
bells are ringing
in my head
I said what I did what I left unsaid
couldn't have saved what was already dead.
Golden sunset
golden hair
with a beauty as strong as the sunlit air
the sun went down to soon, to soon
lies tore down the walls of our room.
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  • Home
  • Poems
    • Somewhere
    • Christmas
    • A Tear in the Sky
    • Space
    • Two
    • Garden
    • Midnight
    • Three Ocean Poems
    • A Quest Of My Own
    • Sunset
    • Shadow
    • X-ray Your Heart
    • Exquisite Our Kisses
    • Hand in Hand
    • Here It Began
    • In The Machine
    • The Shepherd
    • Tomorrow's Good
    • Rain on rain
    • Magic
    • LIke The Dawn Brings The Sun
    • Water for Fire
    • Houses Tall
    • Want and need
    • Unborn
    • The Danger To Dreams
    • The Other Half
    • Hunger, Child, Hunger
    • Show Me The Wind
    • Through The Rain
  • Photography
  • Journal
  • Contact