I thought I would add a couple more poems from my youth. It helps me get in touch with feelings and thoughts which I have not entertained for a long time.
BEYOND LIFE
by Chris Pelletier
copyright 1987
Here I sit upon this hill
Feeling all and feeling nil.
I sit here among many such hills and tres
And grass and birds and flowers and bees.
I sip of the wine of enlightenment now,
And the old cares of mine are no longer somehow.
I had fled life before my day,
But now I can be happy and frolic and play.
THE OAK
by Chris Pelletier
copyright 1987
The brilliant oak tree stood alone on a hill.
Its green leaves fluttered
In the cool summer breeze
And whistled a tune.
Its boughs extended out,
Praising the glorious sun.
That oak is still a monarch of nature,
Standing alone on that hill,
Surpassing time itself.
IN THE CAVERN
by Chris Pelletier
copyright 1987
drip
drip
drip
falls the
water
from the
long
stalactite
causing a
TIDAL WAVE
in the pool below
BEYOND LIFE
by Chris Pelletier
copyright 1987
Here I sit upon this hill
Feeling all and feeling nil.
I sit here among many such hills and tres
And grass and birds and flowers and bees.
I sip of the wine of enlightenment now,
And the old cares of mine are no longer somehow.
I had fled life before my day,
But now I can be happy and frolic and play.
THE OAK
by Chris Pelletier
copyright 1987
The brilliant oak tree stood alone on a hill.
Its green leaves fluttered
In the cool summer breeze
And whistled a tune.
Its boughs extended out,
Praising the glorious sun.
That oak is still a monarch of nature,
Standing alone on that hill,
Surpassing time itself.
IN THE CAVERN
by Chris Pelletier
copyright 1987
drip
drip
drip
falls the
water
from the
long
stalactite
causing a
TIDAL WAVE
in the pool below
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