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    This Voice
    This Voice
    This Voice
    Ebook96 pages21 minutes

    This Voice

    By Stephen John Schares

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    Love can be subtle or cinematic; a long engaged whisper in private moments or a public shouting from the rooftops.

    Relationships affect us on many levels. One can be filled with the presence of the other person, or one can be with someone, yet very much alone. The impact we have on others can be calculated or serendipitous, superficial or profound, but is never isolated. That butterfly beating its wings in that South American rain forest is you and I.

    This book is a collection of poems about love and loss; the joys of romance and the anguish of loneliness and self-doubt. These poems probe our humanity. When the time comes, the question becomes-will we know how to respond?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateApr 15, 2003
    ISBN9781469739151
    This Voice
    Author

    Stephen John Schares

    In addition to this third book of poetry, Stephen Schares also writes short stories and has published a children?s novel. He teaches, and lives in San Diego with his wife and newborn twins.

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      Book preview

      This Voice - Stephen John Schares

      Contents

      I am the Sun

      Your Song

      The Dream

      When The Time

      You are the Sun

      This Voice

      Waiting

      By Degree

      Patterns

      The Harmony Room

      Too Many Stars

      My Words

      My Sky

      Anniversary

      The Note

      Time Is No Stranger

      Desert Flower

      The Kiss

      Often

      The Sweetest Day

      Garrapata

      The Beginning

      And Then

      Frosting On Your Face

      Life Is

      Shades and Hues

      Expectant

      Something

      You Can

      Islands

      Where

      Image Of You

      The Parting

      February

      The Stairs

      That Smile

      Today

      Love Is

      Places Hidden

      Reflections

      The Gift

      Then And Now

      Talk To Me

      The Dance

      Friendship

      Passage To You

      Golden Hair

      A Whirlwind

      Unanswered

      Bar Room

      You

      Silhouette

      The Book

      When

      Our Time

      The Dancer

      Falling

      In Your Arms

      Moments We Share

      The Path

      To my loving wife, Sherlie,

      and newborns, William Wright

      and Katherine Kayleigh—

      a family complete.

      I am the Sun

      I am the Sun.

      You are the Moon.

      I crash ionized atoms on your surface.

      You are hardly fazed.

      My solar flares could consume you,

      but they don’t.

      You barely react.

      Serene, stoic, aloof—

      these are words ascribed to you.

      I know better.

      Ripped from your mother Earth

      eons ago, you still tug at men’s hearts—

      pulling us like the tide

      toward you,

      close but not too close.

      Rising above fading daylight,

      cool against the blackness

      of the approaching night,

      you watch me drop

      helplessly, inevitably.

      The fields pull me

      into their waves of harvest.

      The mountains block my view.

      The oceans swallow me whole.

      My image, my fire flattening out

      blushes crimson, smoldering.

      My violent outbursts are pointless.

      The horizon envelops me.

      I look up to your face—

      placid, powdered white.

      I envy your nights.

      Your Song

      Listen to the music between the notes—

      the sounds that I write—

      the words that escape from my pen—

      rising, filling the air, changing keys with each new song

      Listen to these words of love

      that set the beat,

      keep the time,

      and form the notes

      that only you can hear

      Equilibrium clouds—

      whispers of white, suspended,

      neither rising nor falling

      —equilibrium—

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