What Needs to Be Said .A poem by Brent M. Jones →

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Sometimes clarity comes in quiet forms. I wrote this not as a declaration, but as a reminder—to myself and to anyone else wondering if their personal truth deserves to be spoken.

They do. Even if it’s not shared. Even if it’s still forming. That’s what this poem is about.

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A Brothers Poem for a Brother →

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These poems were used to communicate to me some thoughts as we discussed life and poetry, and were sent to me by my brother. At first, I was not sure of the source of this first one.

“Naked, they walk,

Without any shame

Drawn toward their masters,

Like moths to a flame

With his companions,

Perhaps because he hears

A different drummer.

Let him step to the music he hears,

However, measured or far away.”

by Jeff A. Jones

I asked my brother Jeff how he was doing. He just wrote back, included this poem above, and then sent the poem below as the likely source of his thoughts.

(This communication happened in the 1990s, and then in 2005, my brother passed away)

(this communication happened in the 1990s and then in 2005 my brother passed away)

Song of Light - A Poem →

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Land, sea, and sky, reach out

Embraced by the old, touched by the light

Our new world gives light

The old world gone from sight

Memories sometimes fade

Are new friends new light

Life is short, families give us light

Truth is eternal

Desire to do right