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Inspiration Couplet Poems | Couplet Poems About Inspiration

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Details | Couplet |

Inspiration Taps Softly

Sometimes late at night as we succumb to sleep
We greet creative thoughts beyond those of counting sheep

It’s said Thomas Edison held coins in his hands
That clanged into a bucket noisily as planned

Stirring, he was intrigued by notions for invention
That seemed to emerge from a different dimension

It worked for him and if you enter an alpha state
You, too, may find this source of inspiration great

For it is this exercise of the mind unwinding
That serves to recount the day, subtle reminding

Of the joy you found when beholding a flower
And the thrill of discovering nature’s power

Or the touch of a hand from one who reaches out
When a vulnerable heart is mired in doubt

And the scent of loved ones’ perfume on a pillow
That permits our longing memories to billow

The sounds and tastes of each long day also emerge
As slumber takes charge and begins its nightly purge

So keep a pen and pad at bedside as you retire
Knowing that inspiration is likely to spire


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IF

If the world were filled with angelic souls
With inspired insight and matching goals

There would be peace, not appalling wars
Only bountiful serenity for me and yours

Famine and strife would cease to exist
Plans to feed the world we'd all enlist

Violence and murder would be no more
Anger dealt with swiftly we'd all strive for

Unheard of would be prejudice against another's race
Everyone warmly welcomed anywhere into any place

No more long hours at a job that makes one cringe inside
Encouraged to be in a career that makes one smile with pride

Our children would never feel unloved and unwanted
Abundance of hugs and sweet kisses would be flaunted

Marriages would thrive and not end in divorce
Being with our true soul mates we'd all endorse

Jealousies, insecurities and hatred would be wiped out
Contentment and confidence would be what we're about

If we all collaborate to make our world a better place
Happiness and tranquility will be ours to embrace


03/14/2014


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One Year Ago

Well, it has been one year since I joined Poetry Soup.
I smile now, because I have met this wonderfully diverse group.

August 7th, 2013 was a day that would change my life.
I finally found the place where I could express my cares and strife.

I know that I say this often, and yet it is still not enough.
Thank you all for bringing me happiness on days that were rough.

To Linda, The "Poet Destroyer" and her sister SKAT.
You both welcomed me warmly and I will never forget that.

To Chan Hurst, who is much more than "Just That Archaic Poet".
We will always be friends to the end, and you know it.

To Nature Boy, .... well ..... what more can I say?
You have helped and inspired me to blossom in every way.

To Gail Angel Doyle, Debbie Duncan, Cheryl Dunn, and Michael Clarke.
Thank you for knowing that good things can come from the dark.

To John "Jake" Posey, who mentioned Poetry Soup while on another site.
You were actually the first person to tell me that I could write.

To Isaiah Zerbst, with whom my first collaboration would be.
Thank you so much for seeing the poetic potential in me.

To Mustapha Mohammed, a true "partner-in-rhyme".
Thank you for allowing my poetry to take up some of your time.

To Peter and Vera Duggan, Liam McDaid and Carolyn D.
Your kindness and friendship always meant so much to me.

To Bindu Vijayan, Johnny Rhinem, Yasmin Khan and Becca L.
Thank you for truly understanding my words so well.

To Andrea Dietrich, Nette Onclaud, Debbie Guzzi and Giorgio A.V.
I truly appreciate the encouragement that you've given to me.

To F.J. Thomas, Mystic Rose, Richard L., and Anne-Lise A.
Meeting kind-hearted people like you has made me want to stay.

To Thomas Simunsen, Karen Anglesey, Dr, Ram Mehta and Drake E.
I think you have read almost every poem ever written by me.

To Matthew Anish, Charmaine C., Shadow H., and Dave Wood.
Thank you for making me smile more than anyone ever could.

To Robin Davis, Danesh Morgan, Roger H., Litan D., and Sara K.
I appreciate all of you visiting me nearly every single day.

To Christopher Thor Britt, Carrie C., Justin Bordner, and Craig C.
None of your written words have ever failed to inspire me.

To Casarah N., Robert Lindley, Paul Callus and Arthur V.
Thank you all for just being so friendly to me.

We all share a common passion through the writing of a poem.
I am so lucky to have found a place that feels like home.

There are many friends that I have met along the way.
So, thank you all for brightening up the last 365 days.


Details | Couplet |

What do you think of me now

                   
       What do you
think of me now?

I hear you say what
a brat I am and how
I made you do it
the hits, the hurts,
the names you called
me-well, I lived
through it
When you came into
my room at night I
prayed I would
disappear
 but things have
changed a lot since
then, here’s
something you should
here:

I carried my
troubles in a shirt
pocket that covered
my heart for years 
but now I share all
of my burdens to
alleviate my fears
I spent my life
feeling full of
shame but now I know
the truth
And your words that
used to sting so
quick are quite
suddenly mute 

I see with more than
eyes today and hear
with more than ears
I’ve learned that
bravery can be heard
in soft cries and
falling tears
I don’t pretend to
not need anyone
anymore, today I
know that I do 
I still struggle
with asking others
for help, my silence
I learned from you

I know I’m not those
names you called me,
I’m kind and funny
and smart
 A sweet little
girl, a beautiful
woman- with a
convalescing heart
I’m curiously
optimistic about the
life I choose to
lead
You see I’m no
longer tortured by
revenge or aching
need

I dream as if dreams
aren’t silly at all
and hope to make a
difference 
I won’t let anyone
tell me who I am
anymore, so I offer
you my forgiveness
I don’t know where
you ended up or if
you found your way
but if you hear me
read this poem I’d
like to hear you say
-what do you think
of me now.


Details | Couplet |

We Dream In Pink


In moments of silence, we dream in pink tranquility,
a blushing sunrise draped in rays of hope. The ability
to stand tall and then rise, soaring over the beast, shaded
below. Our memories of sickness and sorrow faded
until our tomorrows are crowned in wreaths of laurel.
We are survivors! The beast cannot shred our blooming floral 
spirits - our beauty, strength, resolve comes from our mother’s fight
in this long battle. We, who once walked alone, take flight
together on our promise to triumph in pink. We will leave
a legacy of unity to our daughters. We will not grieve
for the days before the noise in our heads became deafening. 
We will seize the pink skyline and savor the silencing   
of our fears. Prayers of hope will be heard across time and space
as the angels shout in Heaven. This is our fight! This is our race! 
The finish line waits, in our sight, on the blazing pink horizon… 


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders 
for the PINKTOBER ((Join The Fight )) Contest

**Dedicated to all the brave breast cancer survivors including 
my mother-in-law, Joan Saunders** 


Details | Couplet |

Pure Gold

Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. 

Learning His lessons at last
The past must die as the past
The future must never exist
So let the fates turn and twist
No time to berate and bemoan
Each instant is ever on loan
Right now is the now or never
Nothing but God lasts forever

***Inspired by Robert Frost's poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay"
Sumitted for: The contest sponsored by Jerry T Curtis


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Either a Delinquent or a Deviant

Either a Delinquent of a Deviant

Have I been a delinquent or a deviant?
What is message to me, God has sent?
Someday must go out on my very own
Knowing God will never leave me alone.

While I will rest and comfortably sit,
For me, you should try to finish it
With your ability and also endeavor
Now matter what may be the weather.

This should serve as an inspiration

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran


Take whatever part of my poem you 
want to and write a new one. Thanks.


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PHYSICS of the MOON

Physics of the moon
 
I feel the lunar ecstasy in your heart
Connecting our vibes from over 1500 miles apart
 
With every swing of my mood ring, my sensational heart will sing
An out of this world phenomenon tune, "you are my everything!"
 
Absorbing every phase the moon goes threw
Sending energy between me and you
 
When our eyes meet on the darkest side of the moon
Your body mass rotates like a cyclone hitting my land like a typhoon
 
Like the gravity that bonds the earth and moon together
Our souls will collide with a massive force of forever
 
The image of you appears at all times like a moon cycle
Like a cascade running all around my mind, like a halo circle
 
Our love and vision orbits through every star
Giving us light no matter how near or far
 
The stars throb around the moon like a secret signal in the night
While you inhale my energy that exceeds into the morning light
 
Like a rainbow that enters and vanishes into the twilight of our sky
Our first kiss under the moon beam will twist our tongues into a tie
 
A sweet magnetic shadow will remain under the half moon
Sweeping our love above the clouds to float like a balloon
 
Holding a reflection with the moon's tide
Our journey continued, side by side
 
Emerging our love to find its way soon
Like a love mirage with the physics of the moon
 

:)


Details | Heroic Couplets |

Errors Made In Knowing

Honestly stubbornly looking forward logically
A loyal humanistic individual does unpredictably
Having determination to stay friendly cemented
One rebels with aloof detachment though group-oriented


Details | Couplet |

I Am a Reflection of the Creator's Hand

So many things I want to say,
Knowing many who have gone astray,
So many castles build on sand,
But mines, is a solid rock, on which I stand,
So many forgotten little sheep	
They have drowned in pools too deep,
So many questions that cause demands,
But mine, rest in the fathers hands.

We can shake our hands to the sky,
Beg for answers and scream our cries
We can let bitterness come between,
Curse others, fight and scream,
But when we lay it at his feet,
The holy fire causes all troubles to become obsolete
Learn to listen and then you will understand,
That we were made to be more than just human,
We are reflections of the creator’s infinite plan.

So many give up when they fall,
But God is greater than it all,
So many children run our streets,
Because they don’t know a love that is complete
So many trials cause despair,
And many tears plead its unfair,
But when you realize this is the master’s land
And that the finally is ABSOLUTLY grand,
You turn away from what they say
And allow the FATHER to lead the way.

We can shake our hands to the sky
Beg for answers and scream our cries,
We can let bitterness come between,
Curse others, fight and scream
But when we lay it at his feet
The holy fire causes all troubles to become obsolete
Learn to listen and then you will understand
That we were made to be more than just human
We are reflections of the creator’s infinite plan

Read His word and you will understand.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: Father’s Day 2012


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