JACK CHIRNSIDE Poems

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River Woman
Your eyes, your mother's eyes. They melt me
Summer sun on spent snow, dropp by drop
From tussock stream to roaring river rapids
To peaceful rest in deep emerald pools.
Drowsy afternoons, drifting slowly to the sea
I reach the mouth at the closing of your eyes
The evening glow of the mothering moon
Finds me . . .
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In The Still Of The Night
In the still of the night you come to me
I sense your shape in the white moonlight
I listen for you in the tick tock clock
And the far off surge of the sea
Lulled by the curve of the sickle shape moon
The sweet peas scenting the lovers swoon
I feel for your touch as the swell meets shore
And the surging . . .
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