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DECEMBER 1999 | VOL. 3, NO. 12



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GARY MEADOWS, a 30-year-old from Perth, Western Australia, describes his poems as stories that reflect love. In 1998 his work appeared in the International Library of Poetry anthology, "Caress of the Moon". He is a contributing writer to Renaissance Online Magazine.


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INDEX: What Then | No More Tears Of Joy


GARY MEADOWS

What Then

What then, if you are absent far from me
Each moment, still, your name my lips express
Your breath, as ever, fills the air I breathe
And on my hair I feel your soft caress

As blossoms trembling, in a fit of love
Bent towards each other in their own sweet way
So from your soul, a whisper comes to me
To tell, in secret, what the flowers say

Perhaps our two hearts, tight as a know
May never, heartbreak, together feel
But under a romantic moon so full
The love between us is proved so real


No More Tears Of Joy

I lie in bed awake at night
I think of love gone by
Of the times, the laughs, the tears of joy
Yet again I start to cry

Only now there's no more tears of joy.

I remember, day by day, the fun
What we shared was so unreal
A love like ours, in a million years
I hope I never ever feel
Because now there are no more tears of joy.

Though, still now, I dream of yesterday
The passion's turned to stone
Forever, I'll keep my heart at bay
Once bitten, now so strong

There's only tears of pain.

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