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Inspiration Couplet Poems | Couplet Poems About Inspiration

These Inspiration Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about Inspiration. These are the best examples of Inspiration Couplet poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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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 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


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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** 

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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 every thing!"
Absorbing every phase the moon goes thru.
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, processing 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 moons tide.
Our journey continued by each others side.
Emerging our love to find it's way soon.
Like a love mirage with the physics of the moon.


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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

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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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Mountain Lake Inspiration Revised

Mountain Lake Inspiration (Light Poetry)

Mountain Lake is my favorite place to write
under shade tree are my pencil, paper, and pole.
Scribble down words while waiting for a bite
fishing my most popular angling hole.

Fish are jumping all around hook and line
small cork sits still and does not move or fade.
Patiently I sit in wait for that fish to dine
beneath weeping willow of cool tree shade.

Inspiration overwhelms biding snare
while creative mind laggardly transcends.
In far distance I see lone grizzly bear
and leave a good fishing pole to his friends.

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Mountain Lake Inspiration (Couplet)

Beneath tree are my pen, paper, and pole; 
fishing my most popular angling hole.

Mountain Lake is my favorite place to write;
scribbling down words while waiting for a bite.

Small cork sits idle, does not move or fade;
beneath weeping willow of cool tree shade.
Fish start leaping all around hook and line;
grappling for the wanting chance to dine.

Inspiration engulfs my biding snare;
in far distance I see lone grizzly bear.

While creative mind laggardly transcends;
I leave a good fishing pole to his friends.

Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey

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Hope And Lies

This is a story about my lost, dreadful life.
I wonder out of this pain what shall arise,
From the rubble of a life built on hope and lies.

Born into failure I took my first breath;
In the arms of a jail nurse,
My first look at death.
My first day of life,
Which for me would be a saga of unending strife.
An unending search for one heart to love me,
One hand to hold, one soul to touch me.
So tell me out of this pain what shall arise,
From the rubble of a life built on hope and lies.

Another dreadful day is still ahead to come, you say.
I bare to see another day;
I've got to say you're right.
When I lie down at night I'm scared to fall asleep,
I'm scared of what might happen when you're out of sight.

I'm eleven years old today, Do you want to leave you say?
I'm standing in the shadows, trying to get away from you.
My life has been terrible ever since I took my first breath.
What is it that you want me to do?
I know now what's out of this pain that shall arise,
From the rubble of a life built on hope and lies.

I've always hoped you'd never find this.
I guess you can't live your life on hope and lies right?
So if you're reading this now, I have nothing else to bare,
nothing else to fear, no one to hide from, no one to be scared of
because here I lie never less never more in the cold wet ground; rejoicing.
Now I feel no pain, torture, suffering nothing at all but happiness.
You're asking why, why not me instead of a poor, innocent little girl?
She's laying six feet under today 'cause of me.

I used to wonder out of this pain what shall arise,
From the rubble of my life built on hope and lies.

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Copyright © 2013

Politicians' greed seems to hover
  Over our lives, a simmering cover

Separation of Church and State?
  Satan planned mankind's fate

As in the days of Noah, sin did hover
  Over their land like locusts do cover

The faithful do not fret what is hovering
  By HIS Blood, the Lord is still covering

Our leaders refuse to make a deal
  When enthralled by Satan's Will

Politics, and selfish greed
  Failing our Nation's need

Obama-Care, a change that's fair
  Or, struggling against Satan's lair?

But, ye faithful remember the heavens hover
  Till horns blow clearing clouds that do cover.

by: LP
edited: 6 Aug 2013 - 8:22pm
         25 Sep 2013  - 8:13pm

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Eternal Hope

You speak with your eyes and I hear with my heart. They tell of a love that never can start. But, somewhere deep, inside of me, This feeling will live through eternity. So, if Walter Mitty, I must be Then, that will have to satisfy me. Note: In Walter Mitty's daydreams he imagines himself to be heroic. That seems to be the common denominator throughout the tale by James Thurber. Written by John Posey 11/03/13