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Every Day
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Every Day
Every day I am the journey Experiences beautifully painted like a dream awaiting my direction Every day when it rains to when the sun shines I am an artist and life is my muse I cannot change what is nor what was but if I decide to be then tomorrow will be my design Every day I am the journey and now is my destination |
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Lines of Life
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Lines of Life
Darkness light experiences Memories hope life Lines deeper than thoughts tattooed on my soul like a map of my journey I will never be lost because I’ve seen so much I’ve lived so much that tomorrow unpromised is just the today to cherish Darkness light experiences Memories hope life |
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Why I Need the Rain
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Why I Need the Rain
In my garden I grow courage In my garden I grow peace In my garden I grow serenity In my garden I grow confidence In my garden I grow knowledge In my garden I grow understanding In my garden I grow strength In my garden Of thoughts The path is often muddied By the storm But for me To be the best of who I can be I need the rain |
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Red Wine
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Red Wine
Darkness Pours gently over the day Like a glass of red wine My eyes Slowly sips each moment Of this picturesque elixir As my heart Listens to the worlds quiet I could easily Indulge too much And yet never have enough As my soul Becomes inebriated With life And I wish The glass to always remain Half full So that there would always be enough Sunsets to drink in |
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A better tomorrow...
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I like this!!!!
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The Sun's Goodbye
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Whoop, whoop!!!!!! The best poem ever. I am so proud to know you Mr Amazing Poet x That is GORGEOUS. Ladywind you are the best poet ever!! So any compliment from you is much appreciated. |
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The Sun's Goodbye
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The Sun's Goodbye
I've been kissed by fire and it feels like an elegant burn gentle as the butterfly's fluttering dance and as warm as a hug that says I'll hold you for forever I've been kissed by fire and it feels like the breath of an angel soothing soft yet awakening my soul with an everlasting solace I watched in silence as it stretched across forever like a river of secrets that ebbed and flowed with every color of heaven that was as deep and as beautiful as my every thought Time quietly held the last vestige of the sun's goodbye as shimmering diamonds slowly began to serenade the darkness with what seems like remnants of the fading fire's light |
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The crazy train
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He said he was hit by a train, because he stopped to think. The wreckage was an iron cross imbedded in his heart. Deep. Very deep. And always, beautiful |
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Haiku
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Love this!!!!!
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The Most Beautiful
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Baby??   Lovely Mig Granddaughter and she is so precious!!!! Made me think about when my son was born and how I felt |
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The Most Beautiful
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Baby?? Lovely Mig Granddaughter and she is so precious!!!! Made me think about when my son was born and how I felt |
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The Most Beautiful
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The Most Beautiful
Never before even in dreams or wild imagination Never before the unimaginable the most beautiful Never before I'm trying not to cry I'm trying to be the strongest but never before has something been so real so perfect to make me so weak Ten fingers ten toes with a perfect nose the most beautiful Never before even in dreams or wild imagination could I ever hope for you |
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The Willow turned
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My family tree was a weeping willow, un-watered, unsheltered, dying fast in raging storms. The neighborhood heard the thunder crack, and blow by domestic violence blow, the willow wept. Foster care was a brittle, barbwire cactus, Aloof, neglected, forgotten by all but the beatings of old ferocious winds that scouted the desert plains, hunting for the weak and vulnerable. We survived. Comfort never came, but we had each other. The once dying weeping willow dances now, in breezes soft and slow. It's branched arms conduct an orchestral overflow of love. Our children are born and play beneath the new green growth. Wrapped safely in it's leafy tendrils, we call it home. An older poem I wrote. But I wanted to say I am going to actually begin to publish now. Time and people have convinced me too. |
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Topic:
The Now
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The Now
I watch the sky catch fire like liquid warmth pouring over morning souls to offer their dreams reality I watch every night shaded secret every corner nook and cranny slowly being revealed by the blinding brilliance of the new day And before the rush before the to and fro and noise of a city alive ravages every moment I breathe and welcome now because it the only one I'll ever have |
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You taste like lightening
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I think you taste like lightening. At first a soft tingle, then a bolt, that rushes down my body I am on fire for more. That guttural sound you make is heaven breaking the sky - A primal, baritone thunder as deep calls to deep. Umm, yeah, this one is, well, umm, breathtaking |
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Thank You and I Love You
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Thank You and I Love You
I've wept for the better part of my life unsure of what happiness was or if I even deserved it I watched as my mother and father struggled to give me what they could what I wished they would have done for themselves I've wept for the better part of my life as time changed them and then took them before they were gray before they were feeble before I could give back to them In some ways I see a better me standing in the mirror but a me still missing something so deep and meaningful so I weep I weep for the so much I will never be able to say thank you and I love you |
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Topic:
More
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More
So dark so cold your touch so hot the light is so beautiful Shivering yet sweating as if it were raining drops falling in slow motion we're moving too fast I'm lost your touch found me I'm pleading for more don't stop stop I can't take any more but I want more with your touch the screams fill the silence I'm still shivering your arms are like a comforting warmth of more |
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The volcanic senitel
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Watches and sees magic in each atom burst into the conversation partaken. Birth of light is never the comet you waited for. It is growth and fire meshed in the volcano ruptured to meet us where we wait, looking up or down. Tis smoke, tis lava, or smoke and mirrors. Tis futile in the majesty of atoms emploding. You and I stand at the precipice of matter, that matters when it does. Your time is not my time. My time is not your time There is no right, nor wrong. Simple really. If you believe we are one. You continue to inspire me!!!! |
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Topic:
Words
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I wish I had the words. The words I wish I had. Had I the words, I wish it was that easy.  And silence speaks . . . beautiful as always |
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Topic:
Life
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Life
So be it if by chance there's nothing else life's too short to squander dreams for the sake of what's going to happen after all what will happen will happen even if we don't want it to happen So be it because the sun doesn't always have to shine let it rain even on the good days because the flowers need love to and no matter what you do you can't change what you can't change So be it because well life is life and if you're alive and you are by the way you haven't a choice to but to live this moment right now after all it's the only one that matters |
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