Category Archives: Zander William Pearson

Poem – A Garden

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

A sole flower blooms with courage shines out among the barren land. Alone with no grass, dirt, just rock. It grows And another. And another. Then thousands of flowers blossoming where no others can. In this special garden.

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Poem – Going Somewhere

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

I’m finally getting somewhere Just maybe I’m going somewhere Hopefully. Just think positive think think think positive…. Finally, I might be able to say I love you. Again. Feel your gentle arms wrapped around me. Your hand, resting in mine. … Continue reading →

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Poem – There is no River

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

A river once flew. with all it’s majesty. Giving life and love, to a single tree. And the tree grew, Tall and strong, But one day, The river stopped. And the tree did not grow. It needed the river. And … Continue reading →

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Poem – Mirror

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

Behind the mirror… More than a face, Reflection. But something… else. Different, deeper. Look closely And you will not find. But don’t look at all And it is there staring Back at you. What do you see?

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Poem – Time Shall Rule Forever

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

The seconds pass the minutes pass weeks, months years, Time rules everywhere Nothing can escape it All must be its subject condemned to live in Time One way, never the other. Time is a mysterious thing it works in interesting … Continue reading →

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Poem – From The Ashes

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

Black soil engulfs the shine of his skin. His moans for help are weak, though undeterred. Stumbling forward, back the blinding sun watching guiltily. It could have been him. Or them. He didn’t know. Who did he die for? Selfishness … Continue reading →

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Poem – I Dream

Posted on January 22, 2017 by

Living in a dream, I feel free. Free from the limits of reality. Boundless and free. A dream, my dream, Longed for. Here at last. Living in a dream A dream unlike others, This is my dream, When I lie … Continue reading →

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