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Long Goodbyes

Voices choral, chimes of clay ring out
oh so merrily to a wintry sky
And earthen sounds once silent, still, now shout
in harmony and majesty, they cry. 

A brightness sheers the air as metal sounds,
long cylinders of brass clink in the breeze
like childish laughter each fresh note abounds
a thankful note the past year to appease.

In churches, mosques and temples they sing
as clappers sound the tone around their rims
forged of metal, or blown in glass, they ring
resounding as the hours of this year dim.
Rejoice, rejoice a New Year has begun
Goodbye they toll and sing here comes the sun.

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Winter's Kiss

The bird’s house is capped with a snow drop.
The bird’s bath is a mushroom like form.
The branches all groan, snap, crackle, pop,
with the weight of the night’s snow so borne.

The cat’s on the rug near kitchen vent.
The furnace is pumping out more heat.
The tea kettle’s whistling with intent.
The old gal settles down with a sweet.

The car’s all shrouded, a sheet of white.
The trellis is a grand work of art.
Outdoors the benches all gleam with ice.
The new moon’s a rare, randy, upstart.

Darkness descends will a muffled whisper.
She sips tea and remembers who’s kissed her.

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Inland Sonnet

Chaste of charm, our born contented spirit
Stands, grasping pondered, physical limits
Where we cast long memories of childhood
In modest places near the firewood

Bonded, our souls linger, recollecting
Warm woodsides and treasured lessons chanting
And our soft corner, near our gleaming stream
Where we sought a trout, a clover, a dream

We recollect the wild field as our own
The proper spirit, near home, where we roamed
And the perfume of the sweet garden rose
Every spring, glimpsing color bestowed

Are we not the loyal Inland People
Proud and noble, soaring like the eagle?

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Adorable QuiQui

Adorable QuiQui
A green-feathered, yellow head beauty, that’s my prized pet parakeet, QuiQui. Even when she’s often crabby and snappy, she succeeds in making me extremely happy.
QuiQui loves dipping and diving into her bird bath, and hanging from a perch in her cage, like an expert acrobat. She also enjoys shaking water from her wet wings, gazing impishly into her toy mirror wildly shrieking.
Relishing her seeds and red strawberry millet treats, nonchalantly she ignores my sweet endearments and tweets. But she shows off her long, elegant, tapered blue tail, Sitting silently and contentedly unloading quite a poop trail.
And even though QuiQui never utters a single word, I know she secretly loves me too, my little prima donna bird.

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If Love Does Not Live (Sonnet for Celene Crescent)

If love does not live so that love may live,
Wrecked on rugged rock like a pirate ship;
Tiresias speaks to hearts—no love to give,
Darkness and void with no inspired lips;

If love is quashed short of its golden prime,
Like dinosaurs smashed by a meteorite;
Crushed from its age of blossoming on time,
Like breath strangled from life not to unite!

Then O’ love, send me Pegasus to ride,
Spread your wings—lift us to Zeus in the sky;
Touching constellations with them abide,
Creating cherished crescendos for weepy eye:

Lightning life beaming love from golden clouds
Descending passion upon earth erasing shrouds!

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A Ripple In Time

Into smooth bright water, a stone is tossed by one small boy whose day is nearly gone. The stone, beneath small ripples, now is lost while on those ripples drifts a lovely swan. The fisher boy can see the bird’s white wings have caught a glint of sunlight from the sky, and in the breeze they gleam while rippling. Beneath the swan, a fish is passing by. undulating silver in reflected sun. The boy’s sweet laughter ripples, for the fish is caught just as the afternoon is done, fulfilling his most current fervent wish. One stone’s throw, then the fish was on his line! Bright rewards appear in a ripple in time.

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Paradise My Sweetest Love

My sweetest love hearest thou my advice
Let's leave for the garden of sweet paradise
We will live under a rainbow with cherries
Eat sweet mangoes and bright berries;
Build a cottage in its midst with a skylight
Bake gingerbread as the sunsets at twilight
Shower in the misting rain on our lawn
Sing sweet songs with the birds at dawn;
Make fireflies’ lanterns soothing our mood
The ravens will bring us nourishing food
The sparrows will build our resting nest
Oh my love—my darling, my earnest:
Together we will wish upon a shining star,
And from each other we shall never be far!

© Revised 5/31/10
© All Rights Reserved

5th Place Winner - Parody Poetry Contest. 
Sponsored by Dr. Ram Mehta, 6/10/2010


Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.


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Bucket List

To see the face of earth through angels’ eyes
To lie afloat on cotton clouds ‘neath the skies
And hear noth but the whistling of winds
Which encircle me like soft feathered wings

Too long these feet of lead have held to ground
On stone and porous clay abound
While my spirit yearns to ascend the heights
My bucket list consists of one sky jump flight

To soar the blue skies o’er land and sea
And fly solo as a bird, keen and care free
Where noise and din then become dearth
While my eyes feast on the radiant colors of earth

And as fields of golden wheat sway to and fro
I softly land on mounds of hay below

Annalise Brigham

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Harmony Through Love

We haven’t been formally acquainted 
Though your words now travel in me
A picture of harmony you’ve painted
Love truest, in the very highest degree

Trouble in the midst, but don’t stress
Look into the windows of the soul
Therein you’ll find your happiness
Where two parts become a whole

Partake of this newfound pleasure
Two rivers now flowing into one
The joy contained has no measure
Warmth radiating like rays of sun

On this road of destiny or now call it fate
To encounter true love, it’s never too late

Based on In Deepened Harmony by Nette Onclaud

I do not know you, but your friends desire you back. You must truly be a light and inspiration to them.

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Shall I Compare Thee to Your Mother's Arse

Shall I compare thee to your mother's arse?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent

Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.

But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.

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Fresh Pillow (Kyrielle Sonnet)

At night I lay my soul to sleep,
Closing my eyes there is no peep,
This soft bed is just so mellow,
My head rests on this fresh pillow.

Forgetting the stress of the day
I am in bed without delay.
Soul at ease— the mind must follow,
My head rests on this fresh pillow.

Satin sheets over my shoulder,
Keep me warm—not getting colder.
Fantasy dreams I now billow,
My head rests on this fresh pillow.

At night I lay my soul to sleep,
My head rests on this fresh pillow.

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The sweet

Candy its yummy
It tastes so good
When it enters my tummy
I will love to give some to robin hood

You can get cavities 
But its worth eating
Cavities hurt so much you cant do activities
Then you start mistreating

Candy just melts slowly in mouth
Everytime you think about why it melts you get the chills
Then you think about heading to south
To go to Beverly hills

I've said this before
And now i'm going to explore

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Happy Birthday Jenny (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Happy birthday to you Jenny
Hope your big day brings you plenty
Keep a bright smile all the way
Your mom sings your praises today

Soon you will be driving to school
Don’t forget to follow the rules
Enjoy your day with a buffet
Your mom sings your praises today

Happy birthday to you Jenny
Don’t forget to save your pennies
Wish on a star on your great day
Your mom sings your praises today

Happy birthday to you Jenny
Your mom sings your praises today

© Joseph, 8/20/2007
© All Rights Reserved

This is for the the daughter of our own poetess, Kathy.

The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three 
rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase 
as a refrain in the last line of each stanza.  Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet 
has eight syllables.  There are times when a French poem links back to the 
poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of 
the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the 

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Andrea Dietrich

Angelic words she places in lines with care.
Never heard a discouraging word, she did share.
Deeper emotions she does write so clear.
Reality is her concern, realism so sincere.
Excitement sometimes rules her lines.
A woman of deep and emotional designs,

Deeply passionate about so many things in life,
I never met her though read her poetic rife.
Each time she visits others words she reads.
Telling others so sweetly she plants seeds,
Respectfully she instills poetic writings in another.
I saw onetime she felt like a sonnet unwritten.
Carefully I wrote this for her, an earth mother.
Having friendship in mind never was smitten.

I have a sort of gift that allows me to sense certain feelings about people without even meeting them....and usually my first intuition if you want to call it that is perfectly correct. matter what it is about or who it is about I have to write it or my soul is clouded and pain grows within...Blessings..Cecil

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Evening Swim

The night emits a citronella scent
   From tiki torches topped with living flame;
I swim in circles -- softly speak your name --
   While starlight washes over us, content.

Cicadas still sing secrets to the trees
   Like Summer's heartbeat throbbing in the dark --
While on a new adventure we embark,
   Sped onward by a silent, gentle breeze.

Your kisses ripple slowly down my spine --
   Your touch is strong and steady, like the tide --
Warm bodies wrapped in motion dip and glide --
   You turn the turbid sea to fragrant wine.

The rising moon gives witness to my cries;
Tonight I drown within your ocean eyes.

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Releasing Me

The choice is mine, to spend my time where seagulls sing for me
A day to play beneath the sun, have fun and feel no shame
My chores undone, but my heart is won by everything I see
Not often have I felt so sure, or found a cure to claim
I'll leave behind the pace the grind that keeps me on the run
Without a doubt, I want to shout, and thank the sun above
I'll hide away, and have a day, perhaps if only one
We are meant to have a miracle, a moment's breath to love
To pull down shades, on a sunny day, and grieve of life's demands 
are not for me, I'll smile instead, assured of something more
Beneath the sky, I'll watch the waves roll in to wash the sand 
and put on hold the old routine, that bores me to the core
To find myself, a sense of peace, a second step begins
All by myself, I will release,  the breath I've held within


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Enigma Of Time

Arriving there, open door to floors bare
Moist was air, dwelling effusive with peace
The enigma of time began to cease
Oblivion to all but ocean, just stare

Simplicity for a few days; nowhere
To go, timeless, watch Gulls instead of Geese
Yesterday's ravenous problems release
Now live on sublime seaside oasis' air

Aster, Willow won't sway in zephyr this day
Only kaleidoscope color 'pon water shone
Exquisite view for me, myself, alone
This ecstasy delight not auspice by they

Lilac, Lily doesn't bloom, chrome rust away
Impervious bug repellent glistens in defiant stone

Contest: Secret

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Speckled Sea Air Stings Soft Skin

Sea horizon in the distance ...a clean line.... a quiet shore
Every day the ocean washes up something new on its sandy floor...
Today,  the sea formed  haystacks of seaweed piled quiet high
Yesterday   sea sponges and fan-shells lapped the crunchy sands
Gentle humming of  soft ocean sounds humms  by to and fro
Seagulls squawking , flying in unison form a V- like kite formation
Their pale eyes widen  as red feet and beaks hover and flutter
Two yellow labradors swimming and weaving from shore to  ocean
Bounding gracefully into the water , chasing and  jumping in unison
Tirelessly,effortlessly running along their beloved ocean shore.
Young dogs greet each other in an excitedly ,friendly fashion.
Horses hoof prints embedded gracefully in the shoreline sand....
Broken glass edges  made smooth with the sands abrasion
Oh wonderful mobile reflecting the sunlights warm sensations!

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Aphrodite Night

Remembering that night of our last touch,
when nothing was between us we should know,
in love with loving you, and just how much
I wonder where in time do such nights go?

Forbidden like a box that's sealed up tight,
or like the flame that Zeus refused to share
with mortals such as we, and on this night,
Pandora's box was opened everywhere,

you were, that night, my first and only love
and always shall remain that part of me,
created from the earth and waters of
a night that Aphrodite made to be.

       And I am more than blessed for loving you
          forever and all time, as I shall do.
                   © RON WILSON aka vee bdosa

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A Love for All Seasons

At the spring celebration Jill had a head start
She danced across the floor straight to his open heart
Lit by love and glowing like an eternal flame
Passion in motion ere she even knew his name
When he first took her hand, she felt electrified
In the months that ensued feelings intensified
Carpet of crimson rose petals strewn on her bed
The pair gave not a thought to what might lie ahead
But when the festive holiday season came ‘round
A garland of fir branches on her head he crowned
As he knelt before her in front of the fireplace
In a blanket of tender love she felt encased
Bowing before her, he presented a diamond ring
For their love affair proved to be more than a spring fling
*Entry for Brian's 100th Anniversary poem challenge on Aspects of Love

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Greater Art Thou!

"Poetry is a way of 
               taking life by the throat."


Heart broken torn apart like scrambl’d eggs;
As the weak link snapp’d momentum slow’d—stopp’d
Love wherest art thou? Torment’d now begs,
This cup of scourge, drink or not—spill’d—now mopp’d.

Et tu Brute? Whisper’d from Caesar’s lips;
Yet Romeo and Juliet once lov’d,
Like Macbeth’s witches brew—don’t drink nor sip:
Fate or faith shatter’d, vulture pick’d bones—cross’d.

Heart pleadeth upward—greater is thy love,
Open Heaven’s gate with thy purest light;
Hearest thou not the meek? Awaiting thy dove!
Remove these shadows of darkness and strife:

Greater art thou in Heaven than on Earth,
Creator of creation giveth now birth!

© Joseph, 9/4/08
© All Rights Reserved

Honorable Mentioned Finalist Certificate
Poetry Soup International Poetry Contest
Jan 2009.
Poetry Soup Weekly Featured Poem 
Sunday, May 24, 2009, to May 31, 2009

Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.


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Dancing With the Rain

One day there came a shower of delight, which pitter-pattered on my window pane. With youth’s exuberance, my mind took flight. Outside I ran, embracing April’s rain. How sweet its scent! My soul was filled with mirth, for I was truly living in the “now.” Upon my lips, I tasted earth’s rebirth as spring’s refreshment fell upon my brow. I paused nearby my ornamental pear, inhaling deeply, hearing sky fall’s sound. The world was singing; fragrance filled the air. I then began to twirl and twirl around. Oh, how I wish to feel that way again - so young and hope-filled, dancing with the rain! Written 11/13/13 by Andrea Dietrich for nette onclaud's Fragrance of Rain Poetry Contest

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When we come to the autumn of our days,
And winter nights are all that beckon us.
Will we regret, when we, our life appraise,
If by our living, life was lessened thus.
Or do we live our lives without regard,
For any consequence, our actions pose,
That to others whose feelings we discard,
Which by our words and deeds we have exposed.
No we cannot live in such solitude,
Or fret upon each decision that we take.
The living of a life should not be viewed,
As a series of silence and mistakes.
But in the living of a life we might,
By living well we make such living right.

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Oblivion mind,
wandering in thoughts.
Idiotic smile,
promises and hopes.
Hand in hand,
tumbling on slopes.
This is love

Running away from this world.
Warm bodies sliding in sheets,
to find another world.
Burning in cold flames.
No fear ... no shame ... no games
This is love

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A Day at the Beach

Imagine sitting in the sand at the beach,
The sand between your toes and just close 
enough where the water can reach.
The sand is wet and a little cold,
You look out at the clear blue sky you see the 
sun shining like a piece of gold.
You see dolphins jumping in the distance,
Glad that they're apart of existence.
You see a flock of seagulls soar,
You lay back and close your eyes listening to
 the waves crashing onto the shore.
Smelling the salty water and the sun hitting 
your skin,
The warm and comfort you feel within.
You hear kids as they laugh and play,
Smiling because today was a great day.

        May 04, 2014
~ The One and Only~

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The House

has a two story part,
a one story part,
a new part,
an old part
and an antique part.

Gables and pediments facing all directions of the compass
Tie all the parts together.

There are some concave outside walls;
There are some convex Inside walls.
The house breathes.	

It sees with its many large window lights;
Knowing where the kids are,
Watching the horses kick up their heels,
Catching glimpses of new spring kittens
	 scurrying out from under the porch,
Seeing with watchful eyes
	as the kids ski behind flying horses,
Keeping an eye on the dog
	herding the grand-baby away from the corrals.
Seeing the skunks, racoons,  foxes and coyotes
	slip by as we sleep,
They brace against the winds
	as they turn from south to north.

The glass in the antique part ripples
	keeping the view in constant motion – 
		never resting.

The grand antique porch has hosted birthdays; graduations; weddings;
	rendezvous and funerals.
Giving sanctuary to many a friend
	needing a place to come and sit in quiet for a while

The house takes comfort from the music of a whistle
	coming from the workshop.

Then watching the kids go, one at a time.
Then the whistler was gone – 
Yet it still holds out its arms and wings and peaks 
	securely protecting its remaining occupant.

The house suits me, 
	it is my eye candy,
		it holds my heart. 
I will live my last in this house
	surrounded by my life.

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Come to Me

Come to me as you are,
Without being so horrified.
Away from afar.
Because I, too, am civilized.
I require nothing from you, 
Just as the Sun doesn't require life.
Nothing can spread like dew,
Coming from the wet blade of grass or knife,
So, no need to bow to me,
Coming next is just the sweet sunshine,
Shining on a glorious tree,
Trying not to intertwine.

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Seeing Through Her Eyes


Seeing Through her eyes, I ponder
her love to me, while walking to the garden.


Walking Through the garden, she 
turns her head and smiles at me.


Seeing through her eyes, I realize 
her love to me.


While standing in the garden, the 
birds will sing and the flowers will freshen 
the air, as she smiles at me.


Seeing through her eyes, I realize 
her love to me.

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Valentine's need apply

I gave up on you years ago
Felt love in my life had to go
Felt free and strong without care
Never needing wanting another there

Life has changed so much since then
Looking inside I take to pen
Wonder have I grown up yet
To include something more than a pet

Another February comes to be
Alone again hello, just me 
Valentine's day it comes and goes
Will I again receive a rosé? 

Will this be the year I'm ready to see
If someone can share their life with me?

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Bouquets Of Spring

Up a country road  Wisteria blooms
The soft lavender fragrant buds await 
Easy sunlight gently touches blossoms
Sends wafing aromatic breeze thru gate

White Dogwood blooms spot multicolored woods
Gently lift and fall in soft spring air
Impressionistic Azalea blooms stood
Colorful ornaments on creek's bend fair

Narcissus stand in trim and neat rows
Except at homeplaces beside the road
Where they are free to send out young
For our rejoicing when spring has sprung

In the warm spring nature's bouquets abound
Sakura, Tulips  short time are around

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In The Moment

No time to think about it my friend 
Just back pack your way to the mound 
Together we’ll smile and transcend 
The mundane, and joy will come around 

By golden archways n’ concrete bridges   
We’ll ply the pliable, like mended socks
We’ll sit on light, skirt around the ridges  
Making friends with bears n’ Goldilocks

I’ll claim your smile as my tender prize 
And never shall I ask for more 
For souls that dance with heart’s aprise 
Are always choosing peace not war 

And in that moment we shall treasure 
Friends of glee, beyond all measure  

Written by: Mystic Rose 
December 26, 2014-12-26
Contest: For Linda 

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12 days of christmas: wedding vows

Love share thoughts in this particle of time
"I adore your dress" "you are my groom on fire"
On the 29 of December we'll share: "you will be mine"
So we won't die of loneliness, depicted of desire!
And for love and sickness we'll walk through
Smiling and Sharing our dance at last
With no more moments of blues !
Its time, let's toast "to love" , "to all the guests!"
And here we are, embraced by beautiful flowers planted on the ground
This feels like Eden, sharing our ballroom song;
We are the one,  just look around..
All tables made of marbles topped with laces that are strong!
                   Our vision, family members smiling, and yelling a ton...
                   "Caviar is served let's cheer the happiest Couple who has won!"

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Sweet Inspiration

As if the words beg to float from my throat, But only spill with the ink of my pen; Only with nature's embrace and sweet coat Do I feel truth form in words and begin. Solitary confinement- I'll find peace; Only within, I can feel the soft hum . . With each stroke, and spill, a gentle release To nature's sweet music, pluck, and soft strum. Nature shall comfort, wherever I go; No matter the warm breeze, or the cold bite. . Caressed by nature, rocking to and fro' While I admire each beautiful sight. So now that no one's here to inspire love, I'll find it around, within, and above.

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Catch Me If You Can French Sonnet

<               enticing to eyes watching mama's pink roses bloom
                 fourty years later someone else now cares for them
                 fresh cut daily and seen in her arms their long stems
                 tears streaming down face I sit under swollen moon
                 waiting watching for sun to come up again soon
                 to catch one more glimsp of mama's planted old gems
                 unfurling petals before been chopped or condemned
                 think I'll ask if can take one for my dining room

                 aroma bursting amidst thy supper's table
                 bowed heads we come and thank our Heavenly father
                 somebody still cared though sick and times unable
                 and answers it's door for which one has come bothered
                 to let bask in roses empowering fable
                 and not to be called as it's one's roses robber

French Sonnet is a poem with rhyme scheme
Syllable count is 12 syllable per line.

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I was phoned by an old friend Blessing,
Who told me that her one and only son,
Who was once reported missing,
Has been found after a decade lying in sweltering sun.
In his pre school years or somewhere there about,
She left him in care of elderly nurse in white,
In the trust she did not doubt,
On returning, the nurse and the boy were all out of sight!
The news that the hospital did not employ that nurse,
Send in my friend’s heart, a terrible fright!
When the nurse and the boy’s descriptions were finally broadcast,
Brought in the inside of the nurse, the worse!
As the law net finally closed, the nurse deserted him in broad day light,
Her heart beating very fast, she outran the police in the ever-whirling dust!

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There is no reason to be down and out. The sun still shines in the sky when raindrops. Smile now because this is your time to pop. We really want to hear your thoughts about… Life love joy rapture pleasure thrills bliss blessed There is cause to be irrefutable. You know the heights of life uplift others. Happiness esteems and solidifies. Each time you strive, you find that the world thrives. Uplift life elevate mind and inspire… There is purpose to take on; therefore, Give heart to another and cheer to the dishearten. Raise spirits to encourage deification of our creator through praise. Mother Earth is our celestial orbit. Peace seekers we are in spirit and truth. Love and harmony is for all dwellers. Let us join on native topography. Hold hands sing from the voice of the patriot Scale the endless strife of diversity To meander in our conflicting journeys So that our life is a religious nub, Which brings forth faith in the omnipotent. The crux of our essence edifies soul. Elucidation is magnetic force Mesmerizing all the people involved. We shout in our synagogues worship Via life force, which is cognizance. Oration heard from the heights of trouble. Just a closer walk with God was words voiced. A proclamation so great, tears came forth. I know the Lord exclaimed the choir from the balcony while others were praying in the aisles. Oh Lord have mercy on me. There was no doubt that salvation was there. The expression was that the Holy Ghost had entered. Utterance of faith is with all. An enduring completed through the works of God. How were the burdens taken to a place of repost? The Lord keeps me safe and warm. Through veneration and extol, prayer; praise; and worship heartens all. _________________________________|
PENNED JUNE 28, 2014! Written for a those who seek a greater determination....

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How lips become mute and silent When dash of hues ignites ember, My hands dip into oils, intent Curves of boughs soothe my day, tender Bright language of trees on wingers Sending glazed flutters down the spine, As lush tints drench inky fingers And hours forget unbridled time Contours become fuller, plumper Through eyes’ palette wet with delight; Paint gasps on canvas to wander Along wisps of strokes and sunlight Art’s grace leaves rabid thoughts behind Waking still life that thrills my mind.

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By my side

Smiling profusely by my side,
Withholding the aura of my charm,
Thinking how possible is my plan,
Delirious is I as to my possible slide,

Subjecting myself to her emotional farm,
On the process of illuminating her beauty inside,
Now I think it's time to play the clown,
Deliberately displays humility I admire,

She's willing for a passion to conspire,
The wrongs she pleas are suspended by my frown,
If granted the privilege we could make a clan,
Distraction my tool of partial larn,

Seemingly naughty is her on a glide,
Interpretation of status we further seek to affirm.

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Hearts Desire

The desires of our hearts twained tenderly,
found soaring upon a warm ocean breeze,
Where love is found in bloom,as sweet seedlings 
 spun  dreams upon looms -- Yes, weaver's weaves.

Our hearts dared dream of such pleasantries groomed,
within this place where none ear shall turn 'way ~
from golden lyrics drawn of lover's moon
Oh, that each mellow verse could last always...

Once, we have danced beneath star filled skies
 we shall watch the dawning of morning sun
drinking of its glory we'll share a sigh,
knowing, the early bird's yet too have sung...

No sweeter song's yoked between you and I
for you shall always be my Valentine...

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Growing flowers is a family tradition
Each spring, I set out on a new expedition
Traveling from nursery to nursery to find
Multi-colored impatiens, no two of one kind

Although I become impatient planting in March
By June their blossoms flourish in a rainbow arch
Surrounding oak trees in a fertile, shady place
Impatience arrested, impatiens I embrace

Armed with plant food, I have nourished this vibrant crop
They bear seeds that take root, now their spread I can’t stop
A full spectrum of blooms brings esthetic pleasure
I view from my porch, feel blessed with nature’s treasure

From radiant flowers, I learn to be patient
Knowing rewards take time when growing impatiens

*For Constance's Beautiful Flower contest.  To see a display of impatiens, visit

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I remember

I remember when you and I were young
And you were beautiful beyond compare.
Each day we fought the world and always won
Living for the moment without a care
But time that thief has stole our youth away
And your beauty does slowly dissipate.
The world we fought has won and now holds sway
Showering us with blows we can’t abate.
Knowing now the battle is all but lost
With the fighting fought at our very gate.
Do we resist regardless of the cost
Or just give in and thus capitulate
No even at the end we must believe
Our life matters and to it we must cleave

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Winters Blanket

Within ashen sky, glistening falling flakes flow.
I hear them, whispering gently to and fro,
Not saying a word, they speak gently to me.
Telling me of beauty above, I’ll never see.
Each one a different wonder of life’s bliss,
Rendering, touching crystal clarity, not to miss,
Surrendering glory of nature, with snow,

Before my eyes, smothering green, glittering so
Lazily lying upon all, silvery frosty covers adrift,
Announcing another season, arriving now swift.
Now the sound of crunching, an allegory,
Kidnaping moment, amidst such glory,
Each day continuing, upon nightfall glisten,
True sensations, winters blanket disposition.

written by Cecil Hickman

date written 11-19-12

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My Gratitude For Your virtue

I would be standing alone with a plea
Like a frail structure in solitude,
If had not you helped me so nicely.
My heart is filled with humble gratitude.

When no one did appear to be mine
I was really alone among crowd,
Then you appeared as a silver line
Being so friendly, in the deep dark cloud.

Your sweet words, filled with real sympathy,
Soothed my heart and saved my sinking hope.
You helped me forgetting the tragedy 
And encouraged me with strength to cope.

All these support made me obliged to you 
And  I can never forget your virtue.

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I Wait Now

Thee are my lover, I return to see.
I await thy words, which will make it so.
Thine eyes are as green, not full of envy.
They glisten with such a glorious glow.

I beg with mercy, shall not make me wait.
Receiving your gaze from your heart, divine,
Just one spoken word shall open the gate.
Two words that you may speak, so very fine.

Captivated by luscious shining lips,
Readiness of just one kiss sets my bliss.
Give me a message before next eclipse.
Or my life will fall into ill remiss.

Is it my lover that I hear speaking?
I wait now, for my love I am seeking.

written for
Sponsor Sara Kendrick 
Contest Name Sonnet Me 

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Twin Key

June 24th 2010

Twin Key

Hey, help me out here would you please?
Can you show me where all my whys go?
While you are at it search my I told you so.
More so, that alter ego I want you to seize.

Listen here and listen up, it has twin keys.
I tell you something else, do not tell it no.
It gets bigger and bigger a dynasty I know.
Blow a kiss for me send it my best breeze.

Roll out my red carpet,
Spit-shine your shoes,
Sit it down just park it!
Say I depart my blues!

Look out here there is two just like me,
God blessed you! I have my Twin Key.

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010

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An Autumn Sonnet

In poems, I keep all the things
That I should not, ever, forget-
The robin preening as she sings
The sharp scent of autumn's breath

Pumpkins fast growing ripe and round
Fields turning to a golden brown
Frosty dawns make a crunching sound
Laughter rises as pale white clouds

Sunlight pours in through a window
The clear blue of the sky above
Trees painted in red and yellow
And the feeling of being loved

These are the things that autumn mark
Cold to the touch, warm to the heart

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My Shakespearean Sonnet

What Shakespeare didn’t write he left to me
In this, a brand new world and century
The English language lives and breathes, alive
A poet’s job is helping it survive

The Muses use us, soul and body, mind
To write of things that can not be defined
The subject matter always stays the same
It’s love and hate, it’s greed and fear and fame

New words evolve to name the things we see
But subject matter stays through history
Our hands the only instruments of worth
To help the Muses speak and then give birth

Their words are bridges crossing deep divides
That bring to man the peace that truth provides

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A Lazy Afternoon

A Lazy Afternoon

As sun beams down in *Splendour from the sky
And breezes *Waft their gentle breath o’er me
On soft reclining cushions I here lie
Beside a bank of *Lavender, run free

Mid *Fragrant scents of grass just newly mown
There comes to me the *Whisper of a rose.
A fat white cat in slumber on the lawn
And in the far off distance, music flows.

A *Lilting song in gentle *Dulcet tones
Comes floating softly through the crystal air
A voice so *Eloquent it melts my bones
And with it, melts away all daily care

To spend a *Blissful hour just sipping wine,
in *Tranquil paradise, I lie supine.

‘*For Andrea Dietrich's Word Warrior Beautiful Words Contest ...10th April 2010

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No Chance For Pretense

I vividly recall the dream, of the moment, I first saw your face
Unsettled, quite smitten, my mind became an empty space
Words tripped over, then skipped out, along with my voice
Like a bashful school girl meeting her first crush, I lost my poise

The fine, white, sun baked sand, like sugar, glistened
Lost in thought, building sand castles, I listened
Soothing sounds from crashing waves, seduced me into sleep
As cool mists from crested waves hungrily licked my pretty bare feet

I turned, to watch the seagulls, and there you stood, in the distance, staring
In that moment, quite unafraid, I stared right back, admiring
With each step towards me, this silly heart begged wings to fly
Before long, we stood face to face, knowing steamy summer love had arrived

Abruptly, I averted my eyes, from alluring smile, your eyes, too intense
Steamy heat invaded this body, leaving no chance for pretense

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What's Cooking Good Looking

with muse in hand
a romantic longing is the plan
dinner at eight
I hope he won't be late

sherry filled to the rim
soft music for us to spin
candles on the mantel
slight ring of dinner bell

waft of curry stuffed chops
and potatoes creamy and hot
buttermilk biscuits on the side
and dessert for which he decides

this is how mom said to get to a mans heart
with a romantic dinner from the very start

Tribute To Romance

Also Entry For
Laura Mckenzie's
A Romantic Longing Contest

GL All

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To A Child Who Has A Disorder

Children with an illness,
Go through life,
They are looked down apon,
Because they are different,
When really they are not,
They are no different from  you and me,
They have the same blood,
Running through their bodies,
Just as their hearts as well,
So, don't just look apon,
Their outer appearance,
And judge them,
For who they really are,
For a lot of them,
Are smarter and brighter,
Than you and I,
Could possibly be,
On our brightest day,
For they have the gifts,
From God up above,
So, always take the time,
To get to know their inner beauty,
For who they really are,
Cause they too need love,
Just as everyone else does,
If not even more.

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Sonnet 23

Last night I walked into a cloud of dream
The distant kind where the waters run deep
And you beside me, did your presence gleam...
Beyond the moon abroad my mystic sleep
          The clouds, gone with the wind, left skies alone
          For us to sing and dance upon the blue
          Underneath air above our robes have flown
          Only out done by humming birds anew
Mornings magic returned myself to me
And cotton clouds consumed the colored sky
I thank thy dream, as now I think of thee
On light landscapes of love I learn to fly
     We share our lips over the crescent moon
     Relived by kisses through the afternoon

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Kiss This

<                              master of disguise menacing havoc
                                I fear not your pronged fork and wooden stick
                                but one illuminates from presents sight
                                tis I carries master key whom ends plight

                               brushstroke if must with your evilness twist
                               for I stand strong from an Hevenly bliss 
                               poke and probe away with your woven schemes
                               tis I'll be the one laughing though it seems 

                               your inferno fire from gates of hell
                               diminished by just one shake from this bell
                               so bring on your barriers and good grief's
                               tonight I'll be the one with good night's sleep 

                               sowing not fear of satin's smitten grasp
                               but turning check telling to kiss thy ass

Entry For
Thvia Shetley's
The Devil Made Me Do It
Sonnets Only Contest
G.L. All

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Festering Rose

All that gain comfort from sight, and claim not ache,
Those that smile and wait for that plant to grow, 
Who, craving pleasure, are merely to take,
Staring blankly with self-proclaiming flow;
They surely do integrate falsehood’s patience;
With a cunning glamour toward their jewels;
They claim to be kings within maiden's graces;
Others are liars, and the rest sheer fools;
The stemming delight seems to be weeping still,
Though to many she shimmers in her glee;
So that rose festers in wake of man’s cruel will,
As the bluest one demands to break free;
So by heaven leave the festering rose
Find a constant maiden—a gem that glows 

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The Shores of Babylon

The shiver from the opened window.. flair
adventure blooms rose- cheeked upon the day.
The bags packed wait beside the tumbling stair
and soon the engine purrs without delay.

From ground to air unfettered form arises
outstretched open hand and heart embrace,
the foreign soil, the scent of ozone flies
and one arrives reborn with new space.

Babble greets, so welcoming, infant ear.
New taste, new spice, new dialect ringing.
The text, the style, the cloth of humans here
awaken long past lives with voices singing.

Once more reformed, am I, upon the page,
my nascent joy out spread across new stage.

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May Day

May 31, 2010

May Day! 

I sprout with a surprise springing forth from me today.
Birds sing such a magnificent most pleasurable praise.
I want to be the one He promised soon He would raise.
I will be celebrated all by myself on that God-given day.
I will stand in His Gracious Glory at His appointed Say.
Yesterday will be but a blurring faded haze, life a craze.
He sets my soul on fire and sets my spirit off in a blaze.
I bet I will buzz like a bee zipping by you each May Day!
It is all in a day just for me to say.
Ta! Da! I’d bet you did not realize!
May Day! May Day! I say let’s play!
Walla! I say May Day’s materialize!

Waiting every May Day is loads of fun,
Unbelievably, May Day is never done!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010

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Conversation with the Sun

I arose upon a morning, where the sun has used a brighter voice
A change in tone, with softer words, and has dusted off his better mood
The sun has said, 'good morning' and now I have a better choice  
I'll sweep the doldrums, with the breeze, and shoo the clouds that brood

Early dawn was washed anew, and met the sun with drops of rain
to sweep the cobwebs from my brain, and clear the day ahead
It is not that I will grumble, with thoughts that dim the sun again…
Chores, for once, can wait awhile, while rainbows clear my head

I look outside the window ledge, and like what I can see
Those gloomy clouds are breaking up, while I sip a cup of tea
The frown upon my forehead, which was such a part of me
has disappeared, soothed away, like sunshine through the trees

The colors of a rainbow’s view, now chases blues away
The sun peeks in to say "adieu", and brightens up my day

For Elly Wouterse's: Positive Sonnet Encore Contest  7/7/14

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Who is happy in this year - 2015

Who is happy in this year?
Aries, reliable cooperator will help you a lot.
Taurus, good sense leads your things to be fresh and hot. 
Gemini, think well and take an advance without fear.

Cancer, taking natural way,  makes problems clear.
Leo, keep your principles to get absolute success.
Virgo, be independent, and you'll get much progress.
Libra, wait a bit till good person will soon appear.

Scorpio, original idea will bring you goodness.
Sagittarius, new stage starts with rapid decision.
Capricorn, fortunate all time, but watch your health well.

Aquarius, if you're prudent, you can reach goal well.
Pisces, your success depends on optimization.
And sometimes, lucky comes pretending unhappiness.

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The Fear Of Listening

Of all the scary sights that we behold,
The measure of our fear remains unmatched.
And even with the most horrendous mold,
We cast away the scene our mind has patched.

But shut the very eyes from which you see,
And darkness will indulge your mind for free.
For darkest shadows that inspire fear
Loom not in what you see but what you hear.

But spite the fear and listen through and through
With time you breach the sound with crimson blade.
For there exists so much to frighten you,
That in the end you cease to be afraid.

The time will come when fear will pass with grace.
And chimes become the tears of glassy space.

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Mister Nibbles Ameri-Sonnet

<                      amidst grass carpet he plays
                        long ears bushy tail white paws
                        nibbles bulbs munches away
                        poor little thing had some flaws

                         hides hair braided and despaired
                         didn't stop this little guy
                         thought to self this wasn't fair
                         bowed head and started to cry

                         nectar is what he had sought
                         on this hopeful days journey
                         not to be trapped or be caught
                         or carted off on gurney

                         Mister Nibbles came to play
                         In garden's bedding today

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''Believe it or do not, life is a gift--''

Believe it or do not, life is a gift:
do not resign yourself to its evils
or to its troubles and many, great ills;
O no! your purpose, though you feel adrift,
will never leave you—it will buoy you up
and keep you afloat: this know that God wills. 
He shall anoint your paths on the high hills
of His Jerusalem, and fill your Cup
until it runs over—rejoice! Have heart!
For you are not alone in your sorrows
and pain, for God and His angels take part
in the despair and trials of your disease:
if you hold on there'd be more tomorrows
for you—it's a promise that you must seize.

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Desirable Lady

Thine will, my desire, lady so fine,
These days without your touch, are cruel.
These nights without you, I devour wine.
Your quest my desire, within thine rule,

My heart and soul, torn apart and ripped,
In private vigor, I await kiss.
My spirit defiled and ill equipped.
These times are vacant; your touch I miss.

Our sensual flamboyant desire,
Your eagerness, showering pleasure,
As I hold you close, I feel such fire.
Our moments together hold measure.

My ardor is real, yours surely true.
I humbly await one glimpse of you.

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Sunshine and Rainbows

Childhood days of long ago, were sunny.
I seldom had a reason for a tear.
If sadness should come unexpectedly,
Strong, loving arms of comfort would be near.
Welcomed after a quartet of loved sons,
I was my parent’s long awaited girl.
They and my four brothers doted on me.
Life was the fabled oyster, I the pearl.

Sheltered as I was from life’s disasters,
When even my young brothers did their part
To show me the beauty all around me,
I could not help but grow a happy heart.
Though sadness has accosted me at times,
My happy heart has softened it with rhymes.

Written:  May 23,2012 

Theme (2) “Happy Heart”

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Till Shines The Day

Tenderly hits the rain on the window

Cheers my heart as it sweeps away the dust

Fits me between roses of green meadow

Deluding me to dream, or so I must

So softly it fell as poets may tell

Passes on the gentle chill of winter

Carries me to you as I hoped it will

Lost dreams to miss, and nights to remember

Still I remember what nights left behind

Still I rejoice when rain knocks on the door

As it flames my heart, too hopeful yet blind

To shine on sweet moments I have no more

For as rain drops sneak when sun is away

So does my heart, steals dreams till shines the day

From: Echoes (

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Pursuit of happiness

Inspired by ilene Bauer’s poem ‘Pursuit’

Pursuit of happiness

I read a little poem today
I smiled at what the words did say
About pursuit of happiness
Some politician’s words I guess!!

No need to pursue happiness
With joy the power did you, bless
Put your attention deep within
Then watch the happiness begin

It is not people, wealth nor toys
That bless you with this endless joy
It’s in your soul, just coax it out
You must find out what loves about.

Don’t pursue it, just let it in
Find love, and let your life begin.

23 July 2014 @ 0630hrs.

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Shining in Glory

No Doubt I win it to call it just as if I know it to be.
I will slip covers over the clouds flying up so high.
Then I will tweet it knead it and mark it a red sign.
No Doubt! X marks my spot as a variable alike me.

No Doubt that my eyes always are looking to see.
I will shush the oceans roar with my rollbacks I tie. 
Then thumbs up to high fiving the Stars  in my sky.
No Doubt I am living it and loving it prancing it free.

Sometimes I think of you,
Missed yet hit deep down.
Will I be the same as true?
Will my shadow be around?

Misplaced or rooted well no doubt I will be fit.
Shining in Glory shall be it to those who see it.

(R) Registered: Ann Rich  2011


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Psychedelic spotlights
cast by busy cars,
Drowned by white noise
of the city that was,
Stole a gaze into his glistening eyes
Got sucked in, got stuck in a trance

With his hands sweeping up my waist
Lights dim, noise haze,
His breath linger, nose graze,
A slight bow, and a tippy toe
Together, our lips freeze..
translate into touch a squeeze
Taking a deep breath,
Our eyes fall.. my mind stalls

 Isnt it beautiful how
The world seize to survive
Maybe a little wheel.
Dazed in a kiss,
Breathe synchronize
Heart beats entice

To feel him in your space
To share everything of the moment
Feels like nothing
Nothing, but life,nothing, but love!

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My Solemn Vow

I think I shall take this very day and make you my solemn vow.
And when I do I shall pass it onto you to follow the just of me.
I vow to open your blinded eyes to show you all that I can see.
I vow to open your deafened ears to hear why I am me and how.
I think I shall take this night and raise up your brow.
And when I do I shall pass it to you with an only key.
I vow to open your locked doors down on a bent knee
I vow to close the wounds from those I did not allow.
I vow to gather my group up into my fruitful field.
I vow to cover you and dress you to simply adorn.
I vow to create a world in which we as one build.
I vow to remove every single painful prickly thorn.
I vow to you that I am your God given Grace.
I vow to you that I am able to create or erase!
© Copyright: Ann Rich 2008

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My Love Affair with Poetry

Nights when I’m alone,
Icy wind flittering through the window,
The absent warmth of love echoing in my empty room,
I have frequent love affairs with poetry.
Its pulsating words gush themselves out on the white blank page,
It caresses my every emotion,
Sending me reeling through a torrent of multiple ecstasy,
I scream with release as every unhinged secret is documented rhythmically, 
After, subdued by unthinkable shame,
I stash it away with the refreshing slide of a closed drawer,
I light up a cigarette and lie within the sheets like a film star,
I am who I choose to be,
Husband rings, why don’t I answer the phone?
I’m having an affair with poetry. 

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Sonnet for Bella

Up every day at three, fighting for life.
As support for so many, I don't know
how much longer I can maintain this strife.
A few minutes there, a few minutes now,
I scribble a few lines at a stop light,
back to the daily grind, and edit here
on the fly. Don't give up without a fight
the dream that words can make the world as clear
and as coherent as it needs to be.
Find the rhyme and nudge out a true meaning.
Pull it together and hope for a key
phrase. Send out for comment, not expecting
too much. So, a bad day was made perfect,
a sad week made great by Bella's critique

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Stillness within me and of the night

28th january 2012
Stillness of the night, And the dullness in my sight, A cold dark cloudy winter night, The pathway lights shine on bright. Perched comfortably in the balcony of a guesthouse, The vista so great that the dormant poet in me arouse. The cool breeze envelops my surround, A few dew drops from the moistened leaves drips aground. The languid wing of air the fragrance of it carries, Of blossomed flowers, trees, plants and berries. Once again the freshness in my mind, Seems to be awakening from the blind. Welcome, come in the joys of happiness, Its now time to say to darkness

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Spring is on its way

Spring is on its way 

Spring is really on its way
It’s such a lovely, lovely day
The sun it shines so very brightly 
Oh, spring, it really does delight me

The birds they flit from tree to tree
They sing there songs delightfully
They know that spring is in the air
It seems that joy is everywhere.

The fish are racing round, and round
Because some female they have found
They want to keep there kind a going
As sensuality is growing

Oh, when spring is in the air
 The whole world seems to have no care.

4 July 2014 @1040hrs.

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Fr. Christ said “I am the living bread that came down from heaven...

If anyone eats this bread

He will live forever

Who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, abides in Me and I in him"

Essential signs of Eucharistic Sacrament are wheat bread and grape wine

Communion with the Body and Blood of Fr. Christ increases the communicant’s union 
with the Lord God.

Receiving this sacrament strengthens the bonds of charity between the communicant and Fr. Christ

It also reinforces the unity of the Church as the mystical Body of Fr. Christ

The Church recommends the faithful to receive the Holy Communion at least once a year.

Fr. Christ Himself is present in the sacrament of the altar

He is to be honored with the worship adoration

To visit the Blessed Sacrament is a proof of gratitude

Expression of love

Duty of adoration toward Fr. Christ, Jesus our Lord

Written 09182012

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Hispanic Girl's Love Poem---Spanish version

Amar a una hermosa chica hispana será el gran momento de mi vida. Parece que todos los hispanos las niñas son hermosos ángeles. No sólo es esta chica hispana es tan bello como el resto de las niñas hispanas, ella es muy lindo, demasiado. Cuando vi esta hermosa chica hispana, tuve las mariposas en mi estómago. Pero cuando esta atractiva Hispanic ángel había entrado en mi vida , he tenido un instinto acerca de este momento. Esta chica hispana es el sol que brilla sol, la luna que aparece por la noche, y mi buena estrella.

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In The Silence Of Beauty

How much of words shall be compared to thee

How much of beauty thou must have possessed

For mouths had blundered when words rushed to flee

Brightened eyes by thy fairness were caressed

Gloomy hearts had blossomed beneath thy shade

Deserted spirits in thee had been blessed

So shine along the dawn where nights shall fade

And release my hopes with a tender kiss

Where warm sunshine lies over lonesome hearts

Hymns of joy flowed so softly into mine

And where dull nights fail to break us apart

I glimpsed my dreams in the sweet love of thine

Seeking in thy beauty for words to steal

As I am embraced by heart thou shall heal


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Soul Mate

I don’t really know how to begin this piece
Because you qualify in every sense to be my niece
But you have offered in my troubled heart, inconceivable peace
And for you, this poem – I have decided to deduce 
I feel no shame in this truthful admittance
Because in you I have found an ingenuous acquaintance
An acquaintance who is every inch worthy of my benevolence…

I’m still finding it difficult to understand your longstanding tolerance
Even in the wake of my recent repulsive aberrance
You have never showed any signs of abhorrence
In your presence I have a wonderful ambience
And I can’t simply imagine how I would cope with your absence
In you I have a trustworthy alliance
An alliance who will provide for me every needed assistance

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Sunny Day

A song of joy is filling up my heart
as the sun shines brightly down on me
feeling all the warmth its rays impart
enchanted by the beauty that I see.

The clouds before my eyes have gone away
and with them left my sorrow and my pain
as within this peaceful sunny day
my tears are dried that once fell like the rain.

Bathed in gold and praising God, I stand
counting all the blessings that I know
and as the sunlight dances o're the land
I can feel His love within me grow.

Thank you God for giving me this day
and for all the good you send my way.

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Oh, these sandbox days with shovel and pail,
Mother and girl as content as can be,
We play in the shade, delight in a snail,
Then discuss goslings and biology.

I am raising an urban preschooler
who loves the splash pad at our city park,
She climbs the steps by the old clock tower,
A brass lion laps up small fingermarks. 

The patrolling officer makes her laugh,
But she prefers the stallion he rides,
Beautiful, she says, points to the flagstaff, 
Yes, Sweetpea, you are, I whisper with pride. 

After a snack, she naps on my shoulder,
My heart grows younger as she gets older.

Theme chosen: Happy heart
Date written: May 24, 2012 after tucking in a tired tike.

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My Friend The Piano

You carried my emotions from the start
Each emotion bound in the small black note
Each one coming straight from my chilly heart
The music you make is my antidote
Through the preludes my comfort softly lay
By way of mazurkas my soul does fly
But to divulge you must learn how to play
Although learning is not a piece of pie
Piano brings emotions around town
You have the power to bring my heart up
Or throw me on the floor and beat me down
There are hard times when I just want to cup
My hands in my face and rock back and forth
And think Piano is a friend of worth	

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The Scent of Water

The Scent of Water

When eternally living waters move in your veins
gone are life's many scars and very ugly stains
Air suddenly gifts joys and great happiness anew
blessings descend so quickly down upon you

Cool dawns eagerly await your early morning rise
time sends purpose , greater life that truly flies
Soul begins to sing out gayly both day and night
thirst quenched your mind and body takes flight 

Gone are the dull miseries that kept you bored
as was gifted the "scent of water" from our Lord
Giving, sharing becomes exciting new way of life
exiting are the many little pains and daily strife

Eternal water quenches any and every desperate thirst
so drink up, drink to remove in your life the very worst.


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The paradise of life.

The paradise of life,regained once again,
the joys of the life seem to come back again.

Nothing seems to worry or disturb my settled mind,
wherever I go my life seems to rewind.

Moments of the life seems like jewels to me,
enjoying each one and at last here are we,

sitting together now below the bright moonlight
with her head on my heart,what a wonderful sight.

Wished it was forever ,and nothing changed
wished I could stop the time to cherish what I gained.

Seriously unable to define the feeling of happiness
the nature being so kind to remove my loneliness.

Once more the joys flowed in , and it started to rain,
and the paradise of my life is regained once again.

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Lilac Dream

Thou have started a journey so serene.
One that shall take thee into spring,
Enjoying all of nature’s beauty unseen,
Feeling majestic powers, it will bring.

Imagine fragrances warmed by sunshine.
Feel cascading build of warmth around.
Mid day arrives, preparations combine.
As gentle fresh air moves without sound,

Brilliancy around thee captures your breath.
New birth engages your senses so deep.
Sweet visions revive thee, from sudden death.
Sounds caress thine ears, even in sleep.

Thou with thine eyes closed, awareness in smell.
Sensing lilacs, bidding winter farewell,

Written for

Sponsor Francine Roberts 
Contest Name Bring on Spring 

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The next few moments

Jiggling keys,he gave his crown a scratch
then took another look at his watch.
"You're gorgeous, now please get out!"
for the 10th time he cried out loud.

Out she emerged, breathtaking, as always,
dropping baubles, tottering in her Jimmy's,
Smile still smeared, they left that hour,
unaware of the timed out counter.

Tyres screeched as he sped,
"take it slow honey"she requested,
when, an unexpected brightness grew larger,
until black, and then, everything grew calmer.

With excruciating pain he awakened,
looking around called, "Lauren!"
the teary faces dropped and nodded,
"We're sorry" , they whispered..

Suddenly lifted by a whiff of heat,
all he could hear was his own heart beat.
limped out, made a futile attempt to find his dear,
and crashed with thoughts of future fear.

Shutting the door behind him,
reminiscing love, life, past with grim,
clouds of  "what if" floating his self ,
whole world reduced into a tiny elf.

Moving on is most important at present,
Realizing a  reason, he may not accept,
 he still breathes, for that very reason,
And, taking care of himself will never be treason.

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Cold Nights In Paris

COLD NIGHTS IN PARIS ( Monsieur L'vampyre)
There's never been another dark on earth
quite like the dark of Paris under snow,
where love, it comes and goes, for what it's worth,
and no demands are made, when time to go.

Where lovers slip into the hiding night,
oblivious to cold or freezing rain,
anticipating love, that surely might
warm up their lives for just a night, again.

And love's a little warmer, from the cold;
it makes two hearts to join and keep a beat;
and warms the lives of both the young and old,
who find their love with-in their body heat.

Though easy comes the love--they hold it dear,
without it cold is something they would fear.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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Our Special Land

You walked with me into this special land
It was here our love we shared
I beheld your beauty there
As we lie down upon the white sand
Only our two hearts could understand
I run my fingers through your hair 
Your tender skin was so soft and fair
In our hearts there was no demand
As two became one in soul
Two spirits united, one and whole

We joined togehter in a fantasy of desire
The ecstacy was complete
Our hearts and minds were on fire
In love there was no defeat

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Hello Milady

Hello milady how was your day?
May I compliment you more?
For it is today
That I see you like never before.

Your smile overpowers me
And so much in common we share
I will profess to you gladly
But do I really dare?

For you are too glorious
For me to lose
I was never notorious
For letting my feelings loose

But today I shall, and it shall be done
Because you are the one and only one

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A phone call

 “Sir, Sir, why are you smiling, so happy and glad,
If you do not mind to answer my simple query,
Please teach me how to be urbane and merry,
I am so tired to be labeled as gauche or mad:
It is so scary to look at the moon and feel sad!
The days are so long and the nights too dreary
The comedies too silly, the dramas too eerie,
Who would guess that a Romantic soul is bad?”
“But my dear friend, there is no secret at all,
No mystery in the rainbow for you to find
Unless you look inside your own good mind:
I have just answered a surprising phone call:
It was not Calypso or a holy archangel above,
No, it was just the voice of the woman I love.”

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Remember the Day

Remember the day when conversation strikes
Between the two of us for the very first time
Back then, I had no inkling of your likes
The way you know not of my love for lime

Remember the day when you first called me
I picked up the phone at the very first ring
We chatted freely from the trees to the sea
And together this ballad we start to sing

Remember the day when I'm asked to be your girl
I was blushing and grinning from ear to ear
Till now, you are still as precious as the pearl
Just like the first day we dated last year

Remember this special day of the many few
When I tell you just how much I Love You!

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Good Morning, Spring

Today has said, “Good morning!”, and my ears can hear a brighter voice
A change in tone, the choice of words, have dusted off my better mood
Today has said, “Good morning! And my heart can feel a brand new joy 
As winter takes a final leave, and melts the cold with warmer hues

Today now wakes anew, with the cleansing sound of springtime rain
And sweeps the cobwebs from my brain, and clears a winter’s dread
It is not that I will dawdle, ‘though my bed’s unmade again…
The chores, for once, can wait awhile, while cobwebs clear my head

I look outside my window, and relish what I see
Those gloomy clouds are breaking up, as I pour my cup of tea
The winter doldrums on my shoulders, which have been a part of me
Have been shaken off, and swept away, like dust motes in the breeze

The sun peeks through a rainbow’s hue, to takes the gloom away
One raindrop clings to cobwebs strung, across my flower's bed

For Francine Robert's Contest:  Cobwebs and Dust
By Carrie Richards 3/20/12

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A ticket to Happiness

I take one step and asked if there's something to look forward to.
I've always wanted to be happy.
I want to explore,breathe and open my eyes to see.
And i felt something frozen, a memory of you.

i keep asking,searching w/o a clue.
Is it just about the destination? or is there a ticket or a key?
someone told me,"If you want to be happy,be."
I know that there was something I need to do.

Time flies,people change and grow.
Each day is in fact a ticket to happiness.
I know I'll be able to reach that place.
because by this time there are so many beauties that I now know.
My trust and Faith for you increases.
When i get there, all you'll see is a smile on my face.

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An Unexpected Proposal

A walk through the forest So lightly and fair Puts friendship to the test He'll surely be there. Meeting under the tree, So great and so old As she arrives to see That he was quite bold; For looking spies him there On one bended knee, Not a look of despair But happy he'll be When she lifts him back up his face in her hands Then her lips do his brush, she makes him her man.

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Waking up

Whispers all around me, but I don't see a soul
Feelings of dread and regret consumes my being
Is there some dark spirit around that I'm not seeing?
Maybe I'm crazy, but am I the one who's supposed to be playing this role?
Dreaming this reality up, yet it seems so real
Lucidity is ever so fluent; smooth as can be
Pretend time becoming a concrete fantasy
Regardless of where I end up, this is surreal

They say the white light is prevalent, but I disagree
A multitude of shapes and colors are profuse
With all of this around me, how could I not exist?
Reality is what you make it, I still am the real me
Time to make new and to really let loose
Haunting the past will be tough to resist

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Into a garden, Jessie wandered, wanting to get away.
Finding the glorious site, leaving all her dismay,
Warmed by the broad spectrum of light behind,
Captured within nature’s beauty, she did find.

Crisp clear pool, where reflections, are beheld true.
At first, not believing her eyes, though it was a clue,
Angelic wings, adorned her shoulders, in silent glory.
Upon that glance, Jessie remembered, an old story.

Of a maiden, that was forlorn, walking without will,
Stumbling upon a true paradise, with waters so still,
This gave her a glance, of her future, as it is foretold.
That upon what she saw, would be gained, without gold.

Amidst the flowers and greenery, that surrounded the space.
Angel guide of her deliverance, together, they would travel in grace.

Written by
Cecil Hickman

Sponsor ~ Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~ ~ 
Contest Name Reflection 

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Love 2K11

There's beating castles thereof much Loyal's Whence where we whom are loved linger longest, Love renders we feeling as though Royal's; Witnessed often our souls glowing strongest. Yes - love thereof all its divinity, For love is the host enchanting we all Therein our hearts - love enthroned entity Renders we feeling so giantly tall. Entitlements: Baby - Darling - Honey, Sometimes we knock - sometimes answer the door, Love more meaningful than material money; Oh - so knocks love in the form of splendor! Effortlessly how love erases our frowns; Sometimes we display our hearts as though crowns.

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''Despair that drags me down like gravity--''

Despair that drags me down like gravity 
(like a black hole that swallows up all matter) 
leaves in its wake a hollow cavity; 
O God! My pain's so great I think I'll shatter! 
I can't seem to escape this black abyss, 
this giant hole in my poor, shrunken soul 
which starves for happiness, for that once-known bliss 
become now so black like the pitch of coal. 
But, like to the star that explodes in death 
to then gives birth to its second child, 
planets, moons, comets, asteroids, then breath 
to man and all Creatures of the wild; 
      So Hope's hand gives to me this second chance, 
      this oft' assumed Joy's least remembered dance!

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all about newark

I love the castle, I love the river
I love the city, Of Newark

The castle is like a big wall of history, next to the river which is like a massive water 
wilderness, in the city of Newark

I love the hills
 I love the Devon
 I love the converted boat in the city of Newark 

The hills are like a massive fortress
 which is like the river  Devon
 in the city of Newark 

I love the market I love church 
I love the queen of sconce where Oliver Cromwell fired his bullets 
which hit the church 
On September the 1st 

Now you see the wonders of Newark, people are like butterfly calm and gentle 
floating to and from the city of Newark 


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You Must Believe in You

You Must Believe in You
the tulips are bright red
the sky is a beautiful blue
the clouds are a pristine white
even in the darkest darkness of the night
words are easily said
its what you believe will see you through 
you must believe
you are important and a special person
you have something to give and to contribute
you deserve to be loved
you are worthy to receive what you believe
good things come into your life
when you believe in you

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Love's Desire

Oh feel me now, my love so soft,
A hue of breath flicked ‘gainst my neck.
With chests pressed close my heart aloft,
Your lips pressed firm to give a peck.

Desire strong flows through the blood,
Heating passion straight at the soul,
So sends the need as swift a flood,
As lovers love will take its toll.

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Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown (Kyrielle Sonnet)

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Dance, sing, and eat all of your cake
It’s time to wear your dinner gown
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

Upon reaching the Big Six O
Spread and stretch on your patio
Wear your fancy dress into town
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

As you puff out the nice candles
Hold tight onto your chair handles
Smile today and let your hair down
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

© Joseph, 4/9/08
© All Rights Reserved

Comments:  Dedicated to my poet laureate friend Carol Brown.  The Kyrielle 
Sonnet has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain stanzas and a non-rhyming 
couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each 
stanza.  Each line within the sonnet has eight syllables. The French use the first 
and last line of the first quatrain as the ending couplet. This reinforces the refrain 
within the poem. The rhyming scheme for a Kyrielle Sonnet normally is: AabB, 
ccbB, ddbB, AB -or- AbaB, cbcB, dbdB, AB.

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Your Voice

When I am low and feeling down,
A call from you relieves my frown,
Your voice washing over me
Like the warmth of a soothing sea.

An enchanted captive of such gossamer bonds
I float in dreams inspired by those sweet sounds.
Harsh reality melts,the world is all aglow,
'Tis the magic of your words doth make it so.
Cares dissolve and fantasies abound
When your entrancing tones me surround.
What delights and dreams I visualise
When I hear your voice and close my eyes!

And then the time for conversation fades away
And I blink ,blinded again by the harsh light of day

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My sunlight lover shines, warming my heart.
Her caresses divine, her kiss so sweet.
Darkness shall not cover or tear apart.
Our love secure, when our arms held the heat.

Our passion acquired, molded so discreet.
Embracing each other in love we held.
From the first instant, that our eyes did meet,
Angels sang this blessing not to be quelled.

Sunlight shall always capture our fervor.
Sunlight shall brighten our gazes combined.
Conveying faith to any observer,
That true love is never lessened or blind.

Light of my life you’re my love forever.
You are the sunshine I crave whenever.

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Dear Beloved

Sometimes we wish for someone rear
Material things we hold so dear
We tend to miss the sight of care
Allowing sincerity to disappear

Thinking about it I'd rather you near
What matters the most is you truly care
The things you do makes me amazed,
Material things you've totally replaced

The thought of your touch runs through my mind,
And gives me chills throughout my spine
The thought of your kiss is oh so divine
Each bite each nibble is one of a kind

So many have searched for one so refine
The truth is I'm just glad you're all mine


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The Sinner's Freedom

Tomorrow, I will thank the ones who sin -
Though they, against the gods, do tend to pray -
For driving away all the peaceful kin
Who sit in vanity to this sad day;
For now, I am the one who does decide
The way I wish to live this life I own.
No longer will I only live inside
To wish the rules did not leave me alone.
It now will be easy to go and find
The one who will complete me mentally;
For oft I hate my company confined
To dreams of what true love could hold for me.

So if you are a woman recent free,
Come forth and give your truest love to me.

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for Roger and Tessa 

I feel his presence as if he stood before me
My thoughts are tea-leaves only he can read
A brain scan shows I want him to adore me
While my heart shows for him my wanton need.

I trawl through the day, he could never bore me
I think of him even when I bleed
Heart of my heart, friend to never score me
Necklace of desire, bead after bead -

He knows my ways, how to love and shore me;
His speech shows me where and how to lead;
He never hurts, his will would never core me,
Or leave me hungry where I want to feed:

At times we see ourselves, strange and rude -
Clasp each other, beautiful and nude.

(c) Rosemarie Rowley
From IN MEMORY OF HER (2008)

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RETURN TO HELL - Monsieur L'Vampyre

Tonight love flies from where love never seems
to occupy, it comes from time somewhere,
and long ago, from emptiness of dreams
you've long forgot, but they are steaming there

deep in the night, from where I've spread my wings
and fly into your life in need of me
but be aware, sometimes my love it stings
upon your neck but sets your spirit free;

and then we fly through all of time and space
into the mist that's lifting cool and blue
back to the forests long burned by the race
straight to the heart of love that bothers you;

and you will love me like you've loved before
when you were someone else demanding more.

Take wing my love! There's naught your heart should fear
It's just like deja vu or times gone by
look deep into your death--love will appear
your love will never let your spirit die

and all are just as undead as I've been,
the only difference is you you come and go,
while dying as you have I've never seen
nor had the peace of mind the dead all know.

but love is constant in my life and heart
demanding blood be pumping through my vein
and when you feel my bite you'll be a part
of everything I've ever been, again.

Yes you have lived before and loved too well
and that's the price you pay to live in Hell.

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From the Beginning

Since we met, 
Our hearts have been,
Through a lot,
And I have always hoped,
That you would be the one,
To capture my heart,
But times have changed,
And caused us not to be,
   The people we once were.

People chance through time,
And their true person shows,
And no matter how things turn out,
We can always be friends,
Because love never dies,
It just breaks off, 
But true foundations will last,
Throughout the years,
     And makes love last throughout the friendship.

However, I never give up on love,
Because I know it is out there,
And there is someone for me,
I just wonder who it is,
And where they are,
However, if it is meant to be,
We will be together again,
In the future,
For if you love someone and let them go,
     And they come back it's meant to be.

So, always take your time,
And never rush into things,
Because rushing into things is a disaster,
And both parties will get hurt,
Then there is hard feelings among you,
Which will cause the end all together.

Always search your heart and mind,
And know what you want before you leap,
Because if you don't,
Everyone will get hurt in the situation,
Because it is more than,
Just you and me.

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How Do I Love Thee: Life

should I attempt to tabulate the ways 
in which I cherish this thing we call life 
a single eye to count the twinkle stars 
might I borrow the worlds fingers and toes 
arms, legs and noses, still shy my target 
better still to prey my heart from its chest 
laid out raw, in ore, wanting more, love score 
no magician can fill up a full cup 
that does, clearly, already overflow 
bulbous, crimson, life, spilling down solid sides 
flooding the firmaments, essence of me 
a reason for being, forging, worthwhile 
I straddle the beast who carries us through 
tallyho, avanti, onward we go

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Radiant Sunbeams

Radiance rains down from the heavens
In leaning lanes of luminescence
Glorious golden lyre strings glow
Against the deep azure's hollow
Pillared paths of beaming glee
Cradle the meadow magnificently
Sunshine streams past cloudy drapes
Illuminating these inclined escapes
Suppressed, sketch out a silver lining
Rather than send high hopes resigning
From eternity they stretch to emanate
Let bright light warmth disseminate
As they disperse divinity into the morn
Seep through my soul so I shine on.

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For You

~Take me,
Take me away from that Place.
Take me away from my Aches.
~Shake me,
Shake me awake from Reality.
Shake me awake from my Nightmares.
~Place my,
Place my memories back to Hell.
Place my memories back to the Cell.
~Hold me,
Hold me in a Forever Embrace.
Hold me in a Forever Place.
~Push me,
Push me back to Start.
Push me back to his Heart.
~Throw my,
Throw my heart Higher.
Throw my heart in a Fire.
~Put me,
Put me in your Arms.
Put me in your Heart.


(thank you for reading :) it really means a lot to me.. if you please dont mind commenting and rating :) thank so much)

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You so love me

In the sudden hotness of the day
The bench beside the roses seemed set right.
We sat and talked about the flowers so gay,
and whether Love is visible to sight,

The flowers seemed more beautiful and rare
Than any flower I've dared my eyes rest on.
I welcomed them with bold yet merry stare.
Ah,all too soon bright summer will be gone.

The sun was at the apex of the sky.
We caught the moment like a netted fish.
And as we looked the broad white clouds blew by.
All we can do is wish and wish and wish,

Now back to dishes,socks and "what's for tea?"
I live so well because you so love me.

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Great is the Day

Great is the day when a song you hear.
It makes your spirit soar through wind.
Great is the day when your time begins.
It makes you wake up and hoot a cheer.
Great is the day when it is a new year.
It makes you back to where you been.
Great is the day to manage a few grins.
It will put you into another hemisphere.
Great is the day just to be,
A part of a world that sings!
Great is the day just to see,
A wondrous mix of things!
Great is the day,
Is all I can say!
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006

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When time came back

The blue little sky,watching the little bird fly,
stopping a bit to shy ,a great sight to deny!

After a long indeed old memories flew in my mind,
with similar adrenaline rush I don't know what I did find?

Feelings of the past never go away from you,
however far you may be they are still within you.

The same old thoughts and the idiotic dreams,
flashes back in the mind hearing the unknown screams.

Words still don't come out of my bleeding heart,
and she came all over again to make her mark.

The one whom I tried to reach now stands before me,
but still not satisfied don't know what i wanted this to be.

Time never does reverse -wise people stated it as a fact,
but now it's time when past came back!!!

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''When melancholic mood consumes the joy--'' revised

When melancholic mood consumes the joy
of living, we shrink from the world of men
and then hide like some frightened, craven boy.
We recall a time when this has not been!
O Melancholy! how you love us so!
Why are we the gloomy apples of your eye!?
Too oft', where ever you lead there we go
(to the cold grave)--because of you we die!
But, like Lazarus, we rise in the morn
hopeful with renewed life and strength to cope.
Like the Resurrection, we are reborn:
O Gloom! Where are you now that we have hope!?
      O Melancholy! Take heed and beware, 
      for the worm of time in your grave dies there. 

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Cherry Blossoms- Yoshino Sakura

Your beauty and delicate nature, indeed we cannot deny
Yet having such a short life span, you somehow eventually die
Like the transient nature of mist and clouds, you superbly reappear
Then breathtakingly take your time to freshen up the air

A majestic symbol of power, knowledge and spiritual pulchritude
Celebrated blossoms attained in Spring you've magnificently exude
You evoke an artistic comparison through your bright ruddy hue
And in the night when we're asleep your petals the skies bedew

Your flowers are nearly pure white, and tinged with the palest pink, 
Without hesitation you shrivel and fall before I could even blink 
Your spiritual and cultural significance is never an incomplete
Accompanied by your long weeping branches are flowers so very petite

So stunning and stupendously, you lay about the trees
And even when you've carpeted the ground, your beauty never cease


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The Uplifting Sonnet - The Shakespearean Sonnet Hath Arriveth

Go look up the original sonnet called An Uplifting Sonnet. This one's called The Uplifting Sonnet because of the fact that it's actually much more Shakespearean and it flows better strangely. Rock on and pen on, all! I hope this verse is thrilling. P-soup me if you appreciated this fancy sonnet or just comment or whatever floats your demented boat! 

~Written by Davey_Wavey_Rox37 =) It's not my real pen name, but whateverz

Mineth ear hath heard thee charming music, Thy splend'r sounds formeth steady accord; Tunes blend compliantly—therapeutic! And this tune—it stabs me with a sharp sword F'r through singer, thou wilt findeth talent To findeth thy fantasy 'ere it dries Squeal with joy—just liketh new born infant! That hath his gift of uplifting thine eyes Heareth what sounds turns crowd's woe to cheereth Mine ears hast heard thy voice—is it songbirds? Are thou awaken'd by sounds of feareth? The desires I hath reap'd entic'd herds! Ears grasp its wanteth to releaseth grace, Draws attention to what they hear—embrace!

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folkloric music

Folkloric music 

Portugal is not Lisbon it consists of small villages and districts
where people have their own songs, local costumes and sing 
songs relating to their world. To Alte they came for 
an evening of music and dance. What were the songs about, 
they were about hardship of working in the field looking after 
animals and milking cows and goats. But it was very sexy too, 
a woman sang, you can’t come to my bed unless you behave, 
and a man´s voice promised he would always take care of her 
if she would be a bit forthcoming. And there were songs about 
young love kissing in the hay stack and disapproving  parents. 

Like religions folk music has the sharing about love and human 
hardship, it doesn´t matter which country songs emits from 
 which religion they believe in; no it is about simple drama of 
love, jealousy, and chaste kiss under the olive tree of peace.     

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You're More

You're more to me than the stars in the sky.
I'd give up the sight of them in order to keep you forever.
You're more than the lyrics that make my favorite song.
I'd give back the words in order to hear your voice.
You're more to me than all the music in the world.
I'll never dance to the beat of any drum but yours.
You're more than any sunset I've ever seen.
I'd give up all the days if I couldn't hold you through the night.
You're more than all the hugs I've ever recieved.
I'd give them all back just to hold your hand.
You're more to me than any life upon this Earth.
I'd gibve my own to keep you safe from any harm.
You're more to me than anything else I've ever known, my entire life.
This is why you have my heart to hold, and keep until the end of time.

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Dilated Night

when the eternal night blessed our kiss 
within deep trenches of beauty we held
you left the sorrowful night with a hiss,
shall forever be a treasure withheld
a sheer memory of human nature
wondrous night that is forever praised
but thoughts like these tend to become glaciers
as that day becomes a living record
of that night your lips touched upon mine
but with memories,  some float till the end
under the swinging lamp of frozen time
with me, you remain forever adored
with your ruby fire lips and gold hair
in the twilight night we once shared

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EXTRA EXTRA, Read all about it
The end is near, the end is near
2k12 is finally here
We've come so far to go even further
Its now our time, no longer are we observers
We slowly, one by one, step out of our oysters
To walk our path through a life of employers
We loved our mistakes and every time we've fallen
From ever victory from ever problem
We've put in the time
And now live to tell
We've turned our lives
And turned them well
So remember the class of 2012

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eccentricize eyes

                                      Lustre brown secret   
                                   Apparent love vision sails     
                                 A dew eye travel memories  
                                      Forgetting the world   

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There should be a doorway to love -
Some scabbard-hungry sabre to declare
What is not mine, is yours
Bawling infant of the bawdy air,
Trinketing loneliness into the poor’s
Ardent threshold set with jewels rare -
Beryl and ruby; a diamond lures
Only the owner and not the loved pair.

Be one with the child of my cures
You are, you are the authentic heir.
Be with me, child of the midnight hours,
Be thou my confession in the mode of care.
Love me to death, my own creative power,
Be my own child, beyond compare.

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To my love

So let us kill the late autumn's
flowers with our hungry sniffs
And ignite in me Adam's
longing. Tears like from cliffs
of Africa will from my heart
snake through parched
fields for long seeded by what
I for long fetched
Then will I blossom and
enjoy my love-May
You and I like a turtle-band
Will whistle and bustle and stay
in love.Virtue would be my love
Our adversary would be strife.

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Leave Them Rejoicing

Leave Them Rejoicing

I would share joy with God, if I had just one day to live.
I would spend my time: weeping, praying, writing, rejoicing.
Death's separation from loved ones saddens those left behind.
I would pray for their strength with my heart for them weeping.

Prayers to give hope, guidance, and for mistakes, forgiveness,
Introspective contemplations and then, I would write.
For each one I love, I would leave poetic wisdom.
I would write poems of comfort to help keep goals in sight.

And if perchance a contention unresolved remained, 
I would say do not worry; we would have worked it out.
Expressing everlasting love would not be cut short.
And my love for them, they would know without a doubt.

Because each soul near to me was by Heaven's choosing.
I would gather them around, and leave them rejoicing.

© July 29, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen

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Queen of the Hedgerow

The absolute surprise of your face
brings joy to the Spring in snow’s place.
The royal, velveteen, purple hues
glorify the chill morning dew.

England, bonnie England, Buckinghamshire
birthed the little flower of my hearts desire.
Whether Johnny-jump-up or Pied Heart’s Ease
these colorful dickens cause nary a sneeze!

Tiny faces peek from hedgerows and bushes
making our flower beds look oh, so luscious.
A grand variety of Russian yellow or white
each and every wee monkey a rare delight.

So, to you dear Pansy I say, “Hip Hip Hurray!”
May there ne’r come a Spring you’re not on display!

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Many things in life are left undone
for fear of asking or lacking a veritable fact,
in doing so our wish gathers dust,
and we still remain that child pulling the toy wagon....
but wait, I heard of Jeannie's bottle so tall and sleek,
which grants wishes to all seeking her vision!
Would we sit back and ponder defeat,
not try harder to glimpse into dreams after when we're awaken? 
I may waffle and laugh as a satirical jester,
but my frisky intentions cannot be hindered by a mere obstacle,
and as a pugnacious and fierce warrior... 
this battle I must win and seize Jeannie's bottle!

I will make many wishes and as I see them materialize,
I willl keep rubbing it until I lose the desire to fantasize!

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To sit down and write
my thoughts ,on vellum recite,
until the form becomes right;
To look and listen and to see,
watch,quiet,and to be
a sponge absorbed ,by me;
The let these feelings outwards fly,
unfettered poetic dreams as
white clouds upon a summer sky;
To touch another with my thought,
whereby this infection is caught
and does not on paper ,abort.

Then will this idea live on
in other hearts,after I've gone.

Brian Strand

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Just can't fix

The heart something duct tape just can not fix                															Spirit but there is One I Hope it clicks                                             												                                                    '                                                                                                                                          Broken without repair to a friend mine           															like the roll I would give loves at all-times    															'                                                                                                                                                               Jesus more than brothers He in the cliques     															Master repairer of contrite's transfixed  																                                                                                                                                                          '                                                                                                                                                         My friend a place duct tape won't stick holds kind                                                               The One sets us free and a Friend who binds 															                                                                  -                                                                             by John Beam

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Love at first sight

Love at first sight they all say without thoughts
Now a days people use the word love easily
Some think that love is an item and can just be bought
I think that love is natural just like a lily
Like a lily it blooms and hopes to be sought
When people really fall in love they feel silly
Sad they wish that hearts can be easily caught
But to think about it, hearts can be moved so easily
Things like feelings from someone have hearts been bought
Just like everyone I said Love so regularly 
Love is a meaningful without doubt	
I know that love too can be treat you harshly
Even trust comes but without trouble will come through
But through the hardships you hear love so clearly

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Where hast my love hath been that thou hast not been able to find. 
Buried deep inside me lies the key to my heart, and thou art the prince that has found the key to set it free. 

Now united and with someone to love me and no longer forlorn, I now have someone to love me treasure me 
And hold me forevermore. 

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Tracey's Sonnet

Your eyes have made me see within the dark, 
See past the fear and sorrow in my life,
Your eyes a fire within my soul does spark,
This is the reason you should be my wife.
Your soul it seems has fused within my own,
Two lonely souls are now becoming one,
My purpose here on earth, your love has shown, 
Our hearts are now to join in unison.
I love to feel the calm in our embrace,
To feel the passion with every kiss, 
The world melts away when I see your face,
And life with you has been absolute bliss, 
Your beauty, strength and courage radiate,
And in my heart I know that this is fate!

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“Foregone the home delight of constant truth”…
Today, like animals endangered of extinction,
Few words still rested from William Wordsworth;
If dwelling or housing, indeed, who makes distinction 
Between the constant truth and relative morals`omission? 
Maybe,poetically living near the Being,-says Heidegger 
We should make our heart a house for  the rebel youth; 
A light soil used as filter for sins,we become kind of kieselguhr: 
But love within us flows towards the great Precentor
He uses three signs, whose perfume is always true;
Feelings warm the slices of toasted bread  in a three-decker:
Some burning dreams can change us in dry biscuits,too;
Some thoughts go nowhere,but real love may turn us to
Charitas in Veritas:that`s the hope`s song of our quiet crew.

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I Know You Love Me "Just Because"

This heart that beats within my chest
That skips a beat I can attest
Does flips each time that you arrive
Express love, devotion it needs to thrive

I know you love me “Just Because”
And my beating heart has no recourse
But to share sweet sentiments from your heart
Revealing love found from the start

I wait to hear your voice through the wire
You wave your wand and we are higher
Wrapped warm in each others’ arms
Exploring all our loving charms

This Valentine’s Day, our very first
My love I give you, my heart now rests

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Awake Up To Thee

Up to thee in what your spirit will see.
Between you and me, it’s all that it can be.
Your heart and mind must be bound true.
For your soul to be given and saved too,

Each day that passes depends on what you say.
Depends on the faithful way that you display,
To be forgiven is design, forgiving divine.
Preparing for a sign, trying not to define,

Break not any sacred vow, though live for the now.
Take heed of what you plow, though watch your bow.
Humankind is so very frail, seek you own Holy Grail.
Remember that you may fail, but take up a new trail.

Golden bliss is what no one on earth wants to miss.
Awake and do not dismiss, or your destiny you shall remiss.

written for
Sponsor Brian Strand 
Contest Name UP TO THEE max 14 lines 

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Tragedy treasures...pure pleasure

Thoughts burn with passion
Seeing a gloomy happening
Touches deep folded pallets
Leaving a flavor of happiness

Roses entwined with thorns 
Life stitched with jumbled tones
Charm known after tasting wine  
Tragedy hears the wind chime

Passion of love reaches heights
Courage up when tragedy strikes
Eternal beauty of nature praised
Belief in unseen power is raised

Tragedy is more cherished in heart
Containing memories of true love…life!


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Where angels go

Two doves perchèd upon the throne of God
Fore'er indebted in wedlock'd bond.
True love cannot be measured with a rod.
Like ripples on the Lord's celestial pond.
Bouquet of wild aster both shall pick
In gardens, both share harvest of their love
with children who will compliment them quick
We bless them both with light from Heav'n above
As love has taken hold of man and wife
And may that bond be blessèd with glad cheer
Together they will start their Christian life
And let us not shed ev'n single tear
Love's purity is like the fallen snow 
Part not until they tread where angels go.

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Charlottes Sonnet

Oh to feel the heartbeat
Of a new born baby child
Nestled there against your chest
While her mother smiled

Oh there’s nothing sweeter
Than a new love in your life
Brought into this world
By a loving man and wife

Oh there’s nothing better
Than the first time that I saw
My precious little grandchild
For I’m a new grandpa

I still feel her heart a beating
From the very first time meeting

Mdailey	6/11/11

For: Francine Roberts contest – Sonnets, Sonnets Everywhere

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The opaque house on the prairy

no one ever noticed the concealed walls
took notice of the hidden windows or doors
while occupants occasionally ran through the halls
during the absence of the ruling corps

invisible the freezing cold and immense loneliness
tucked far away in the children's mind and memories
unheard the always present artificial covers of kindness
spectators impossible to blame for their blindness

visible volcanoes filled with long term feelings
her tears released during the midst of dark nights
reborn youngster of heart going beyond the ceilings
now courageous to live on top of the New Heights

torn down and demolished those terrible walls 
rising  gloriously with the wisdom of conquered falls 

(c) Elly Wouterse

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Poetic Nuptials

My love you have found me in my proudest hour.
My dear I found you in my prayers so clear.
Soon we shall be bound in harmony of power.
Soon we shall be together in a bond so sincere.

Take my hand and promise to love me forever.
I take your hand and swear to cherish your heart.
Holding hands honoring each other in this endeavor,
Now we share words that can never be torn apart.

Looking into each other’s eyes, glistening in love,
Seeing each other’s hearts shine in heartfelt gold,
Standing so very close, watched by angels above,
We fold together for our binding kiss does unfold.

Bound in matrimony today, we placed our rings.
Upon each other’s fingers, now our passion sings.

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Classic Lullaby

Close your eyes go to sleep, listen to this lullaby.
Rest your mind; release your woes, to justify.
As you lay so warm and delighted tonight,
Secure in your thoughts, without any fright.
The hours ahead shall be quiet and serene.
Dream of gold, diamonds clear, so pristine,
Close your eyes go to sleep, rest mortal soul.
Dream a dream of how to master your goal.
Night goes quick, but you are so very calm.
Rest all your bones, a mind of little qualm.
Pray that your woes are gone and forgiven.
That no nightmares arrive, or would be riven,
Wake your eyes, mornings come, do not stultify.
Sing again what has been sung, classy lullaby.

written for
Sponsor Tracie ~*~ A solitary sonnetist 
Contest Name Lullabies... 

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Sonnet 2

As water trickles from the aqua sky, 

I silently ponder over my life…

And how much I care, oh can’t you see why?

Your bright smile, like the sun helps me through strife.

Before now, I never knew who I was, 

but you helped show me the world’s vivid glow.

You are my best friend, brave, funny, and just.

With you will I feel the bitter, cold snow?

I know that together we’ll move mountains,

Our fates like a vine have become entwined. 

Our pleasure spreads like water in fountains,

Moving forward, we'll never press rewind.

Holding hands as we keep moving along,

You’re the drum behind the beat of my song.

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Lord hangs onto me some serious mercy now, 
I am aimed and directed aligned and straight. 
Be it so or be it may I am that God given trait. 
You will never once have to reveal for me how. 
I tell the truth all I have to say about it is Wow! 
If this isn’t just downright genius then it’s great. 
I can only imagine what all this will soon create. 
I must say for all this I shall indeed bend to bow. 
A-men to every single one of you! 
And praise your one supreme Lord! 
You know, I knew I always knew! 
My God, I am your flaming sword! 
You know Lord; you can do whatever you want with that locust, 
But I’m going to polish up on this sword keeping myself focused! 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2009

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Doubtful to give into this passion
which should have not began, 
but it doesn't actually mean that I can  
let age hinder my intention.
I will express all the emotions twice
without faking any genuine smiles;
and whatever this experience inclines
me to be less cautious but wise, 
I should think of no other affection...
only laugh aloud and be delirious,
caressing a face prettier than any woman has
to feel the passionate feeling of devoted man.
Please accept what I am offering you today...
my promise will lead you to a life of endless joy!

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Maple memories-II


My balcony covered by a huge sycamore tree,
My constant companion of snowy Maple days,
Memories come as insects around flowering tree
Turning my gloomy days into glorious days.

The first candid approach in medicine to initiate,
Hippocrates sat under sycamore tree to explain,
As Budhha sat under the Bodhi tree to meditate,
Nirvana or the enlightenment of mind to attain.

Father Cavanaugh called it ‘The vengeance tree’,
Othello’s Desdemona sat sighing by a sycamore,
Flying to Egypt Virgin Mary rested under the tree,
Known as crann ban “money tree” in Iris folklore.

To demystify health care & known to personalize,
To me sycamore exists to socialize and to poetize.

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Dear Self,
Are you who you are 
or just a want to be,
Are you who you are 
unable to fly free;
Are you who you are 
living just in today,
Are you who you are 
or merely who you say;
Are you who you are 
who lets inner talents live,
Are you who you are 
with so much love to give;

Relax and go with the flow
lay back, yourself to better know.

Theme:A letter to myself

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anthology of life

we gently pray upon our desire
or maybe our desire preys upon us
recoil in disgust at the muck and mire
only to answer, "what's all the fuss?"

life's joys and private hells undreamt of
scale's fulcrum tipping the balance of power
recoiling from the pain of our own love
and the similarity of "devout" and "devour"

Pavlovian, we turn to the bell ringing
for a scrap of nourishment or tender care
too often to find indifference stinging
is all that others have offered there

how can we anthologize a life
without including a rhyming of strife?

© Goode Guy 2012-02-03

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I love me Black woman

I love me black woman 
whom God created from the sand
the black woman that I adore 
she has my eyes allure 
she's my first virgin born and pure
I bade in her wisdom, power, acceptance and I am sure
She's definitely the one 
that has given me a special son.
I love me black woman with vision
she's ahead with an incredible mission.
i love me black woman with passion 
the quality of her blossom that I cannot ignore
in my mind she has never been bored.
I love me black woman from the very top of her head toward her bottom feet.
I love me black woman all the time 
wouldn't dare trade her for a dime. 
I would have write the more ,but there wouldn't be space 
to describe how much a black woman worth.
She's the mother of all earth 
given a gift with an unbelievable birth.
Who wouldn't love a black woman 
in such case is ignant.
to abuse a black woman, I dare not 
She's my black woman beautiful within and out
she's all that I 'm bout
a black woman a red rose to be 
I can't help myself but see
that a black woman is all that
Precious, fragile and magnificently phat
I love me black woman. 

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A Sonnet

Her face is as the rhyme in poetry,
The expression first seen and admired,
Her thighs are where the artist sees beauty
The bar, meter where I find desire,
Her lips a metaphor; always pleasure
For sound, joy laughter, and serenity
For bliss which she brings beyond my measure
With word she can bring me felicity
As part she’d take more than a year to write
Is she perfect so, this sonnet can’t tell
In this quatrain, in word, in life, and sight
In soul she is God’s tool; bringer of zeal
Much praise could she obtain, an idol be
For she is where beauty, love and soul, meet.

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What mystery of life runs through  the mind,
exchanged, such glances, never meant to share,
to raise our heartbeats, if one's there to find,
and if we have the will to take the dare.

To rock the Casbah, is this sin a crime?
Or just beginnings for the world in need
Of change to Westernize all life and time,
to bury burqas where there is no seed?

To see and fall in love through satin thin,
how many have there been to die alone,
and how much beauty seen becomes a sin,
to men who have a heart of solid stone?

Tunisian girl, the world is now ... for you,
So Rock the Casbah, like it's coming true!
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa

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Rhoda's Twin Moons Birthday (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Two moons shine in the morning sky
Join each other as time goes by
Providing light to guide the night
Like Rhoda’s birthday shining bright

From a place so nice it’s named twice
Like birthday cake with blending spice   
The Big Apple has sparkling lights
Like Rhoda’s birthday shining bright

Happy birthday to you Rhoda
Drink lemonade and not soda
Celebrate your day as you write
Like Rhoda’s birthday shining bright

Two moons shine in the morning sky
Like Rhoda’s birthday shining bright

© Joseph, 8/20/2007
© All Rights Reserved

This is for our New York Poetess, Rhoda.

The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three 
rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase 
as a refrain in the last line of each stanza.  Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet 
has eight syllables.  There are times when a French poem links back to the 
poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of 
the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the 

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Irene was the American girl,
the only pretty one I should have based my romantic story on;
and that story is still unwritten...
not having been able to forget the rejection that turned into pain. 
Two bright and respectful kids we were,
growing up with Bob Dylan's intellectual poetry,
but mine was the waltz of a beautiful song...
with the words of the truest love I had ever written.
Brown and blue eyes would have made green eyes,
blonde and brown hair would have made auburn hair;
nothing but the handsomest boy or even the prettiest girl...
for us to love and proudly share for many happy years ahead. 

But who has been your darling since then?
Have you found tenderness in that man? 

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The Rose


Blooming in the garden, 
I could see the rose.
Blooming in the garden,
I could hear,

The rose.
The rose.


Singing to the flowers,
that stood like towers.
Singing to the birds,
in a delightful shower.

The rose.
The rose.


Should sing to me.

The rose.
The rose.

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Each morning before I go to work, I take few minutes
Of my time to stand in front of you, though I am bored!
But, I need to do it, for I want to hear your comment;
As I predicted, you started your nagging argument
By teasingly, spreading both of your arms into the air;
While I almost burst in paroxysm of disappointment,
As I repetitiously asked, what is wrong with my look?
Silent pause is all you got, giving me the impression
That I will never learn to dress, like a fashion icon!
I am late, but just can not leave because you bother me;
If, I could stop your negativity with confidence;
So, I wouldn't be spending more minutes on your silence;
Oh! I really should be grateful, 'cos you made me listen
To inner self, for I look great now, than I thought I was!

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Welcome to Your Wife

If I were you for a day and you were me?
Could you love me more than I love you?
Would I love you more each day and be new?
Will the Sun shine bright in our eyes to see?
When will the Moon glow and lead our way to be?
When will the Stars shine bright by just us two?
Why does the dust give up its spurs on the dew?
Why are the doors locked with only one master key?
Welcome to my life,
Welcome to my home,
Welcome to your wife.
Welcome to this dome.
Welcome to the Sunrise this day in the light,
And welcome to the Sunset on this lovely night!
© Copyright: Ann Rich    2006

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How sweet the night, my love you came to me
   from out of dreams I'd dreamt within my past.
They weaved the spell and made my life to be
   in need of you, before I breathed my last;

and all my days of feeling less than whole
   were counted in my life of passing years,
though discontent, I guessed a restless soul
   was but the price I pay, with all the tears,

for being borned and being let to stay,
   and little did I guess, or even feel
that all I've been's existing day to day,
   and incomplete, but never really real.

        And how complete you've made my life to be,
        as if you've found the heart and breath of me.

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Requited Love

Unto your heart I bequeath my being
A thousand deaths, I’d die for you
As your dear face is all I’m seeing
So, in my heart, I hold you true

The sun may die, no more eternal
The sky may one day bleed with rain
My heart, my love, it shows external
To keep you then, from facing pain

Alas, my worth is based on presence
To hold you close, such strength provides
To sense your being, absorb the essence
As I look deep within your eyes

Oh, see my heart that rages true
It dies alone, if not for you

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Sonnet 7

Wide-open smiles do not deserve to frown
Into the mist of stress and gloomy stages
For I have known laughter to sink and drown
Sentenced by cheek and bone to morbid cages

          Spring flowers turn to leaves ironic as
          Unquestioned joy descending into sadness
          Why should a smile be left to one who has
          Connived his cheer; convening thoughts of madness

Smiles are simplistic as the silent sun
Shining on haggard faces and their ways
A smile kills off the germs releasing fun
Broad-spectrum brightness mechanism rays

          Halcyon child or adult ye shall laugh
          Or cry and split thou happiness in half

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Forest of love

I WHISPER to the trees of the forest of my love for thee.
Their TRANQUILITY is my sign that our love is true.
Creatures of the forest LILT BLISSFULLY for you and me.
WAFTED FRAGRANT LAVENDOR flows around us gently too

My heart doused in SPLENDOR from your caressing touch.
Your essence is DULCET and securing my presence this day.
ELOQUENCE of your voice entices my arms to tenderly clutch.
Desiring to hold you forever each day and night, everyway,

WHISPER into my ears the words that I know you hold.
BLISSFULLY kiss my lips in return, of your love so bold.
My soul shall WAFT across all the waters that unfold.
Flowers of FRAGRANT aroma, I shall give as our gold.

These words of my heart I WHISPER in the forest of love.
From the forest of love, we receive each; a pure white dove. 

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Moonbow (revised)

A rainbow challenges the brash moons' night
and three o'er ripe white stars all haloed glow,
thus spot and light a virgin sight so bright
within disperse prismatic gladened show.

The stratum thin of clouds and sheering ice
bespoke of sailor's tales and coming snow.
Each tiny crystal hexagon enticed,
romantic escapades so far below.

And lovers cuddling shivered as they rode,
in wagons on iced lanes bright cheeks a glow.
Or, hand in hand throughout high mazes strode
beneath a true and heavenly hued bow.

So harvest season kissed a soft goodnight
to summer with this wonderful delight.

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True Paradise

I would wish for a cure for every disease forever more
No more sickness then we could achieve ultimate score.
The entire world would be happier completely to the core.
No more deaths would be closer to heavens amore.

Next, I would wish, no need for money, no one poor.
One less thing to fight over, everything free for sure,
There would be no more drama from behind the door.
No one person or family would have an excuse of demur.

Third wish would be that no one desires power or gore.
That everyone has the same realistic dreams with no lore.
This wish should abolish all wars, allowing all to adore.
Along with allowing greater love that is precious and pure.

All three should end hunger; avarice shall not endure.
Heaven on earth shall exist; a true paradise is secure

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Shed Thy Snakeskin

Move into the future with a true presence.
There is more to see and way more to do.
It is a life with everything you ever knew.
Shed thy snakeskin with your own essence.
Way up high sits the purest quintessence.
Up above each Star lights a way for you,
Even these skies are a creamier baby blue.
Nonsense is ordained by its only innocence.
There is always a better way.
It is always for you and me.
It is always by night and day.
Where we should already be!
Imagine you did shed every bit of that snakeskin you carry around.
You will lose or you will win, either or I’m aptly located as found!

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Legendary Passion

One kiss sends chills up and down our spine
Our lips blended to taste like sweet cherry wine.
Her love is deeper than any passion expressed.
His love is richer than any touch of zest.
Deeper than canyons are wide are the feelings.
Beyond highest mountain are our loving pleadings.
Our words that caress our lips in truth each day,
Beyond the tongue, I love you is what we say.
My heart desires her hand upon mine as we walk.
My soul secured in dimensions as we both talk.
Her passion beyond any dream that I could acquire,
Her spirit enriches reality more than our lives require.
Our bond is kept within each other’s heart with a fire.
Fervor is our legend, and then acts of passion shall transpire.

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Thanks PoetrySoup Family (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Thanks my PoetrySoup family
You have shown great humility
By lifting up Epulaeryu
May God always bless each of you

Your endeavors are very strong
Sticking with you I was not wrong
Your bond of friendship is so true
May God always bless each of you

You’ve demonstrated fortitude
Like Christ feeding the multitude
With your kindness I feel brand new
May God always bless each of you

Thanks my PoetrySoup family
May God always bless each of you!

© Joseph 11/6/07
© All Rights Reserved

Dedicated to the Knights in shining armor and ladies standing up for the 
Epulaeryu poetic form, may God bless each of you always.  All of you are 
ambassadors of poetic goodwill.  Continue to lead on with your angelic host and 
my God expand your blessings.  Thank you for not asking can God, and for 
affirming God can.  Thank you always for standing up and winning the victory! 

The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three 
rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase 
as a refrain in the last line of each stanza.  Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet 
has eight syllables.  There are times when a French poem links back to the 
poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of 
the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the 

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About Me

Well you have picked a subject; I do not like to talk about anytime.
However, here goes what I think about and try to live by, in my days.
I was not liked well and I was shy, a real loner in my prime.
I know I think way to much, all the time, every minute, in many ways.
I am quiet, except when I get to know you, my secrets I never tell.
My feelings I keep to myself, only letting them out in poetry accounts.
My life mostly, made up of work, whether on the job, or home as well.
I am a complicated man; so deep, my split personality mounts.
I feel my heart is pure, though I know I am a sinner, I try my best.
I have had many friends, but never any best friends, that have been forever.
However if you are a close friend to me, I will give you all my total zest.
All my poetic words I recognize, they flow from my muse, who is clever.
I love the simple things in life, and live to love my mate with all my might.
I hate laziness, deceitful people; I believe the New Testament is the only right.

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I have been given a room in heaven
Because an angel loved me
In you eyes I see roses and buttercups interwoven
Without you my life worth’s no dime

In my darkest hour you were my light
When I needed water you created a spring
My mountainous troubles are made slight 
By you’re ceaseless understandings

Your love is my greatest asset 
Without it I’m a Pushover  
I’m made pure by your kisses and zest
Your love is much more than living in clover

I will love you until the end of time
It’s a pledge I will for eternity uphold

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People claim love is blind
But our love has no depressing tone
And a flaw, I have yet to find
For love is all you've shown
Never before have I known
How true a love could be
With time, our love has only grown
And become as steady as the sea
This love has flourished within me
A feeling never felt before
Every moment I spend with thee
Leaves me longing for more
Our love can move mountains, wait and see
We'll prove just how true a love can be

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Dream Fairies

I dreamed of Fairies, floating around my head.
They were beautiful, colors of green, yellow, and red.
Occasionally one would rest on my shoulder and hint.
Why they were visiting me, and why they were sent.
I listened though it was difficult to understand words.
Most the sounds they made were like chirps of birds.
Though one was different, with a voice like a human girl,
She said to me, I love you, come with me, and give it a whirl.
If you choose to stay with me, we can change history.
If you choose to return to life, this love will be a mystery.
I shall still visit you from time to time, to tell you secrets.
Each treasure, I shall give to thee, there shall be no regrets.
Now you know how my muse came to me one night.
My words blessed, I love her forever, and she is my delight.

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A Love So Tragic

(pt 1) 
We seem so indifferent
Like we just don't feel
We've got cuts on our hearts
That will never heal
Beautiful as a train wreck
In that confusing way
Stuck in reverse
Living on yesterdays
We fall into the darkness
And drown in the sea
No love has ever been so tragic
As the love between you and me

(pt 2) 
Your gorgeous as you always are
So beautiful no one could believe
That you could find such beauty
In someone like me
But we paint a pretty picture
We make it look so nice
With hearts hard as stone
And eyes carved from ice
Seperated only by distance
Our beauty envied by the stars
Our story so original
The tragedy of what we are

(pt 3) 
Pick me up and carry me
Through our sweet abyss
Shroud me in your fantasy
Its not like I'll be missed
Give me all your heart
Your perfect in my imperfections
Look in the mirror and see it
That beautiful reflection
So we'll dance our way to freedom
We'll dance until we die
Forever framed in beauty
The tragedy of you and I

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The Divine Artisan (Sonnet)

Who has created deep azure sky,
In which, the clouds do love to float and sail? 
And who has embellished the butterfly 
With colorful beauty in detail? 
Who does shower the snow in the winter? 
In foggy days who spreads  mist curtains ? 
Who has crafted the curves of the rives?  
Who has embossed the range of high mountains ? 
Who streched the bands of seven colors, 
Who has constructed  the arch of rainbow? 
Who has gifted the birds cozy feathers, 
And made them able to fly to and fro? 
I do adore the Divine Artisan, 
Who has made the world in such perfection. 

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Hot Summer Night

Steamy summer love made our set.
Hot summer night, when we first met.
I kissed her neck; she looked in my eyes.
Drunk in mind and heart, to our surprise,
She took my hand; we kissed our first kiss.
I knew then, that night, it would be no miss.
Upon the sandy beach, we gazed at the stars.
Our night impressed by the red planet, Mars
Hours turned to morning daze, what a craze.
Dawn grew our blaze, a new day to praise.
Summer love was what we were adorning.
Our blend would rise above any adjourning.
Sweeter love then candy, glistening so sandy,
Summer love dandy, I love my darling Brandy.

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New Year Tag - Spenserian Sonnet

T’is the season of jolly and such fun
Ending a year and starting out brand new
Others will be looking to the long run
Uplifting many with words from a few
Celebrating the new binding like glue
Moving together with tag poetry
Pot on the stove with Epulaeryu brew
This stew is filled with great artistry
T’is is just like cosmetic dentistry
Brings a smile to celebrating faces
The time is now for a royal entry
Like playing cards with faces of aces
Hello Lynn Marie go put on your clogs
Look out the window you have just been tagged!

Comment:  I was tagged by Katherine Stella.  Hello Lynn, this is especially for 
you.  Happy New Year!  Now you will have to find someone whose poetry you 
enjoy to tag.  NOTE: The Spenserian sonnet rhymes as follows: 
ABABBCBCCDCDEE.  The second four lines are linked by rhymes to the first four 
and the follow four, and a couplet concludes the poem by reemphasizing the 
main idea or proposing an alternative view.  Isn’t this fun!!!

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Ode To My Love (Modern English version)

What wondrous beauty lies within these eyes 
Fairest creature in face and gracious form 
Your vision lovelier than summer skies 
In you, my true happiness now reborn 
Lay with your loving hand upon my heart 
Breath of love whispered soft upon my cheek 
Please fear not, that we shall be torn apart 
For our love is strong, not shallow or weak
Hold my love close, keep it forever near 
Clasped in your sweet beauty, your shining light
Draw upon its strength, to silence your fear
To guide you through shadows in darkened night 
  Oh beauty, until you are mine once more 
  Remember my love is steadfast and pure 

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The Gap

So many empty spaces with cracked dimensions as stardust flew by.
So I counted to ten and held my breath knowing this would just never end.
At every angle there was a gap so I tagged them all with messages to send.
I stepped through portals leading me to places orbiting way too high.

I passed through broken dreams and landed where the Sun never shined.
No Moon, no Stars, and no galaxies were straight, much less aligned.
The Earth had gone completely berserk and the seasons were sudden to change.
It was the gap warping time and even the people looked far beyond strange.

I listened to faint vibrations and watched galaxies as they all weakened.
Time was lost and gone forever, for they had all been forewarned and told.
I found a spot and planted the last starlight and watched closely as it strengthened.
It grew and grew even withering through the hot and cold.

Shooting through portals I spread my light and left it a sparkling trail.
Ray by ray a beam filled the gap and lit it up by my new starlight’s flaming tail.

®Registered: Ann Rich  2005

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Young Love

June 17, 2006
How sweet, how serene,
Delicate inside a core,
A flower I have bore.
Such a magnificent scene!
Blossoms in bloom are what you bring.
I couldn’t ask of you for much more,
I even find you shining on the Seashore.
You make my heart dance and sing!
The Sun shines down on me,
And the Moon leads my way.
The Stars shine and I can see,
A beautiful Sun shiny day!
You come from somewhere up above,
Tender in my heart is a Young Love!
® Registered: Ann Rich   2006

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I’ll add you to my safe keeps.
And put you with my collections.
I’ll sit back with my own reflections.
After, I’ve taken hundreds of peeps.
I’ll put you under my pillow where I sleep.
And then there will be no exceptions.
It’s where delusion versus deceptions.
You and I will never weep.
Until your heart is free to run,
I’ll be collecting ashes and dust.
I’ll never be done!
And I’ll never rust.
My collections of restorations appeal.
Piece by piece many of you will heal.
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006

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Sonnet: Special moments

There are days when I want just to sit ‘round
and during this time relax just doing nothing.
And from my porch enjoy views without frown.
It's nice to dream and let go of many things.

This day is nice and is not cold or warm.
Is a great day and the sky is nice blue.
No cloudy day no rain and not a storm.
There's nothing now to ruin this precious day.

I wish I do that in a day like this
But I know I can't stay too long that way.
I want to remember good times ~ people I miss.
I see butterflies I'm having a great day!

I want to grab sheets and pen and write too
and friends this is the way I'm feeling today!

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000


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Am I Worthy?

Such loving eyes, from here I see
With pouting lips, a crimson red
Her look to me, sets my heart free
To love her now on midnight’s bed
She holds the pow’r within her grasp
A strength, innate, she does not know
But yet, her love, she makes it last
Until the light, the sunrise show
The beacon then highlights her face
More lovely than I truly saw
My fear, that one day she replace
Me with another so unflawed

For now, I’ll hold her so possessed
As here and now I am so blessed

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Soul to Soul

Listen to my call O' dear one, listen
Spirit sweetly calling to your spirit
So desperate for your loving touch so,
Soul inhaling another precious soul

Love divinely rescues our souls, my love
Worry nevermore my dear, no more worry
Cry a heartfelt prayer, answer thee, I cry.
Dream realm playmates enhance the sweet, sweet dream

Forever remains true, truly returned forever
Waited so long as both our hearts patiently waited
Joined tenderly by the spirit we are joined
Tears from the heart seasoned our love, tender tears

Battles started fear, hope to end battles
Listen to my call O' dear one, listen.

Author's notes:

Shadow Sonnet created by Amera M. Andersen may be written in any sonnet style. The Shadow
takes place at the beginning and ending of each line as the words are identical.

14 lines; 9 or 10 syllables per line

Should have a Volta or pivot

Iambic pentameter is not necessary

Copyright © 2007 Kristin Roth-Davis

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let your heart be light 
throw your burdens away, 
let love embrace you 
to take you through the night. 

it is all I can give 
forever it shall live, 
my heart forever is true 
I'll always be here for you. 

if ever you feel fear 
ever you want to spill tears, 
on my shoulder you can cry 
to you I will never lie. 

may it always be with you 
as on each road you go, 
through rain or burning sun 
your life now, has begun. 

in my heart you shall be 
together we will be free, 
let your hand be held in mine 
friends to the end of time

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Revelation (4)

Her eyes, lips and dainty nose, a delightful vision to know,
Tightly flowing locks of hair, such entrancing colored locks,
Adorned in shades of green, her earthly spring allure in glow,
Her pale skin seems chilled slightly from the past seasons blocks.

Upon her glory, she wears nature’s colors of every shade so bold.
Flowers, leaves of many species, proudly displayed as crown.
Her body reclusive in her adornment of sage green attire in fold,
Hands so delicate and clutching her garb of green and brown.

Her eyes stare outward as warning, with such honesty beheld.
Lips painted with creamy delight, perfection is all her own.
Cheeks imprinted with the blush that her convictions compelled.
Branches of nature embrace each part, which her soul will condone.

Her precious name of springtime plays upon this fairies repose.
Forever within your mind, her image imprinted as a beautiful rose.

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Beautiful Simplicity

I laid on my back and gazed at the sky
Clouds seemed to float through layers of blue
A falcon soared by and caught my eye
The chickadee's song was a sweet coo-coo
Afternoon soon melted, the sun sunk low
Orange and pinks danced across the horizon
Overhead the moon began to glow
Day has now faded, night has just begun
Old, Mister Cricket raises his fiddle
Many young fireflies dip and dive
Everything is but a merry riddle
Midnight's not dead, it thrives, said I
The simplicity of a single day
Living, beautifully, my perfect Lord's way

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Silhouettes Captured

Animated in the night we fall prey to our love so sweet.
The ambiance is familiar for us both to be complete.
Flirty and sweet our love continues to grow more.
Guarded we share so many words that we adore.

Lightly we continue our lives in total faith and bliss.
Jealousy haunts us not we will listen not of this.
Magnetic love that attracts each other each day,
Memories of our past surround us in every way.

Privately we bond our love in style and gentle grace.
Openly we generate and show the faith we face.
Romantic things we do for each other through years.
Shadow our life and shows in each other’s eyes in tears.

Not of sadness, but joy and sharing of our love so strong,
Our silhouettes captured spiritually, without any wrong

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Kindred Spirit

Is your spirit ready to cross the great big Ocean?
And is your heart open to the wind and free to run? 
It’s where our nights and days are never done,
It’s where we sail and soar with a higher notion.

We are the magic’s most powerful potion.
Lying under the heat of the scorching Sun,
It’s where you and I lay together as one.
It’s where our spirit is in mighty motion.

Carried across the Mountains peak,
One by one it is our blissful state.
Many and more will rise to seek.
The Moon’s glow conquering their fate!

Shielded by my glorious kindred spirit,
You will all know my voice when you hear it.

® Registered: Ann Rich 2006

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The Keeper

I was washed ashore with Mountains looking over me and I could hear roaring Seas.
The sand covered me and my toes curled with sand dollars by the dozens.
I saw dolphins gaming and fish were everywhere, I even met their distant cousins.
The Sun was shining down on me and the Moon was jealous but the clouds gave way.

And I looked up to see the Stars shining and they told me it’s a most perfect day.
Salted lips and these palms fanned, I knew right then I was meant to be.
I stood alone at the shore and blue skies fled taking notice of little old me.
I was touched and moved balancing these visions I began to breathe.

I thought I was by myself, but I wasn’t, not this time.
Looking up I say leave me alone, be gone I’m on my own.
Looking down I am amazed at how truly this is so sublime.
You are the keeper of my secrets and I am of all the unknown.

Shining down upon me you are always standing right there,
Here I shall share myself with you and then I will begin to care. 

® Registered: Ann Rich   2006

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Majestical Brilliance

Slowly I rise. I patiently await my royal cue.
I wait for my brother’s last radiant tangelo hue.

Darkness will have vanished. All will welcome the new day.
My beams of warmth will blanket my children at play.

From the grass in the meadow, to the lofty tops of the trees.
I comfort the deer’s’ in the forest. The birds. The bees.

My sister; the breeze gently cools all that’s in sight.
As for me, I sit firmly casting majestical brilliance of light.

Long and hard hours of labor, is how my day is spent.
I will have done my duty. I will leave in content.

Soon the birds will flock to the trees. All gone for the night.
My brilliance will have faded. There’ll only be my brother’s amber light.

Orchestra of crickets will announce my brother’s new start.
My time here, final. My majestical brilliance must depart.

I am needed elsewhere. Others need my brilliant light.
I must go. To one and all, I wish you peace. Goodnight.

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Happy Birthday Mary Duhart (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Happy Birthday Mary Duhart
Enjoy a great day from the start
Celebrate your day on the go
Upon reaching the Big Five 0

As you blow out all the candles
Raise you hands and shake your bangles
This is your day to make a show
Upon reaching the Big Five 0

Family and friends by your side
Bright smiling faces all in stride
To the heavens praises shall go
Upon reaching the Big Five 0

Happy Birthday Mary Duhart
Upon reaching the Big Five 0

© Joseph, 8/20/2007
© All Rights Reserved

The Kyrielle Sonnet has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain and a non-rhyming 
couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each 
stanza.  Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet has eight syllables.

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Sonnet #1: Why Do I Love Her?

Why do I love her? I can’t count on toes
And fingers like how Browning could not bear.
Nothing but Trouble- she seems not to care
About my Fatigue, my friends, or my foes.
Anxiety lurks- I shake when she goes.
Nervousness lingers- blankly not I stare.
She’s not here, she’s not nice; Life is not Fair!
Why do I love her from feet above nose?
Why? The answer scurries across the mind!
Pen I the insight: You’re beautiful; I
Love you is unsuitable. And those eyes!
Time, Space has seen none worthier than thy!
-Subfusc. Memories always can I find.
Cerebrum sees no snow; Heart holds all ties.

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Sonnet: The Secret of Success: Love

(English Sonnet)

You can’t really succeed without love
Love or its lack will make you weak or strong
Love is the key to success from God above
And its power is a victorious song!

With love we can overcome all kind of evil
God give us all a heart and soul to love
With an option to be kind forgive ill
And we can do it walking in His love.

Sometimes you may think that you can’t do this
But let me tell you in Jesus name you will
Cause walking in His Word/ Light is the key
Think hard, you decide! God’s way or your will.

Just keep in mind that God/Love never, ever fails!
Do everything with love, heart with joy will fill!

Dorian Petersen Potter
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Nurturing the Daydream Mandala

Daydreams need to be housed in a safe environment.
Whilst relaxing, meditating , bathing and pottering about....
A daydream raises and floats out like a thought cloud...
Comfortable, secure surroundings nurture these  bubbles
of dreams , hopes ,wishes  inspirations........ Designing
A protective animal border on the outer edge of the mandala
Concentric boundaries evelope the core like tree rings
Your labariynth mandala framed with flowers on the outside.
Then layered with precious stones and metals in the middle
More borders of flowers and herbs, inner borders of jewels
Your heart and soul cross centered with the sun sings songs.
Layer upon layer of protection the maze is refreshed with
a brilliant white light descending from the crown charkra to 
the center of the earth and back up from the earth to the crown.

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There came a cloud like lady,
Down onto the sea,
Mistily clothed she came to me,
All about me I could see.

She told of things I wished to know,
Displaying things she wished to show,
She said of places we could go
And there we'd watch more clouds grow.

Twigs and rocks and shells we found,
Softly music drifted all around,
And flowering trees and plants abound
With fruits, and grass covering the ground.

A dream perhaps this may be,
I'll only have to wait and see.

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Ode To My Love (Old English)

What wondrous beauty lies within these eyes 
Fairest creature in face and Divine form 
Thy vision lovelier than summer skies 
In thee, my true happiness now reborn 
Lay with thine loving hand upon my heart 
Breath of love whispered soft upon my cheek 
Please, fear not that we shall be torn apart 
For our love be strong, not shallow or weak
Hold my love close, keep it forever near 
Clasped in thy sweet beauty, thy shining light
Draw upon its strength, to silence thy fear
To guide thee through shadows in darkened night 
  Oh beauty, until thou art mine once more 
  Remember my love be steadfast and pure

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Winter Love

Calm mountain and cool gentle breezes echoes softly throughout the whispering pines. A man's heart tunes to nature's harmony. His spoken tender words to his beautiful new bride. Tiny glittering snowflakes floating down, one landing upon the other. Cuddling the earth like a father, as he blankets his first born on a cold, peaceful night. Delicately designed crystals forming on stained glass panes are their whole lives shared together mapping out the plans they've made. Blowing formation of diamond dust bright as a father's smile when he wraps his arms tenderly around his newly wedded child.

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Sand Island

The crisp cool wind is blowing in my face
Kenny G blowing “forever in love”
In my ears while trying to keep a pace
The blue, cloudless sky looming high above
Me only enhance my recurrent ride
To Sand Island, a very special place
Where all worldly problems are set aside
Awhile and “I” is the objective case
Yes! It’s all about me during this ride:
Pedaling, sightseeing and elation
These of which can not at all be denied
Me. Upon reaching my island mission
I’m Inspired enough to write this sonnet
About a special day I’ll not forget.

The meandering beaten path in front
Of me guides my way through a host of trees.
Some I identify but most I don’t
Have a clue as to their names. Just the breeze
In my face, the earth-colored foliage,
The fauna scampering in front of me,
And birds singing from branches, all upstage
My intruding presence. My mp3
Playing Kenny G songs along the way:
Love songs mostly but it doesn’t matter
I’m in love everyday, more so today.
I love god, wife and nature, all concur
And reciprocate. This is my heaven
In a very special place: Sand Island.

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Playground Festive Spree

Stomping tiny feet across the large school yard
Football and tetherball games, never seem hard
Swings and slides occupied entirely at full capacity
Enormous vibrant energy, some quiet some witty

Always in need of a pass; for this and for that
He took my purple book bag, she took my cool hat
Faces full of shining light, yet some full of suffering
Trying to simply “fit in”, trying to be something

All different shapes and sizes with huge attitudes to show
Watching our future observantly as I watch our future grow
Some mischievously defiant, some a perfect behavior displayed
Waiting for the very last bell to ring while standing at parade

Counting down the time until I let my whistle blow
Racing running rapidly, the moment’s soon they know
Watching my every move, their eyes fixed upon to me
Waiting for an action on a playground festive spree

Our children are our future and I can see it in their eyes
With every passing child I meet, I know the answer why
I never really realized it until the moment I started to teach
The world is at their fingertips, as far as they can reach

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

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Sonnet:To a friend

It's sad that your love couldn't be true to you
And I know you struggled so hard and long.
But life sometimes in the end can turn blue
And there are times when some things can go wrong.

But don't blame yourself for all of this mess
For you it wasn't just written in the stars.
And some things are not meant to be for us
But don't lose hope for your dreams can't be far.

Today you cry for lost dreams and their cost
But I hope your tears are gone by tomorrow.
You'll see that not all is completely lost
Pray you find in the night the light that glows.

Be strong and keep your chin high all the while
Smile and never stop dreaming thru your struggle.

Dorian Petersen Potter
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Precocious Infatuation

Red forever stays on my rose pedal
Your image forever stays on my mind
If love were contest I’d win heart’s medal
This love fluctuates throughout course of time
A child can’t deny infatuation
A mind of youth most innocent of Earth
Our love exceeds art’s imagination
Take heed towards the importance of its worth
Most admirable affection is most pure
What could be more authentic then my love?
Young victim of something that has no cure
You are the young Romeo I dream of
We fall in love young, shall grow old in bliss,
If God takes you first, mind & soul I’d miss

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Her teeth and eyes gleamed smilingly at me

From across the street I could see a guard dog
Silence..I called it to come to me
It bounded towards me in a friendly manner.
Then clockwise + anti-clockwise it began to canter.
I whistled ,it came this dog was not lame.
A heavy chain but no tag ,this was a stray.
What breed,I thought it looked like a dingo
Let's go for a practice walk with lingo
I stopped,she stopped ,I called ,she listened,I mused.
Her friendly manner + springy step with me fused.
She was bright,quick, silent + time well spent.
Maybe she can be my guest and off we went.
For fitness,for play or for fun in the sun.
This bright,young lady will anyone outrun.

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If All Else Fails

If all else fails
Grab a pad of paper
And plenty of useful pens
Express your feelings wholly 
Forget the social trends

If all else fails
Seek the unconditional love
Of family and of friends
The time is not yet to rule out
Making truthful amends

If all else fails
Take a road trip
With your idealistic thoughts
Think of the most precious memory
And all the laughter and love it brought

If all else fails
Search deep with inside yourself
See what you may or may not find
For if all else fails, what else is left?
Than your foolish, selfish mind

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

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A Life Gain

One day will come, when you will rise,
Don’t be afraid to fight, you need a long life,
One day when you be a father and have a wife,
You will understand that how a dying man was wise.
He was worry about a child nobody heard his cries,
He was honest and hardworker, cared for his family,
He has kind hearted also his partner was lovely,
He has struggle full life for his family highs.

Don’t try to cheat one, live with only pace,
Don’t exploit anyone, understand everyone’s pain,
A satisfied person has sound seep that is my grace,
Don’t abuse someone’s right it is a life gain,
Don’t suck the blood of innocents walk slow or join race,
Oneday life is ended care about living death is certain.

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Against The Fall Of Night

This time of long summer day,once near spent,
So unlike our love,only now first lit.
The sky's glorious hues 'pon which it's rent,
Shall colour our joy,frame us within it.
The sunset permits tenderness of shades,
As my need is rising,now yours to cool;
While crickets do sing in comfort of glades,
I'll sate passion in your womanly pool.
The horizon's suffused in pink and gold,
We make lover's play,cast in it's splendor;
It's long length touched,it's beauty truly bold,
As we lay to delight in it's rapture.
   Now,we witness the sun in it's full flight;
   Let our love stand against the fall of night.

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Opening Day

Banners swayed to the shimmy, of sprouting springtime rays
As lime lines hugged emerald fields, on America’s favorite day
Youthful faces peaked above leather gloves, of inherited family fun
Sheets of sunshine spilled over ivy walls, of towering home runs

Children cheered the names of heroes, that shadows had crept behind
As old men dawned the numbers of legends, still playing in their mind
Cracker Jacks crunched as hungry eyes, devoured the diamond’s glare
The words “Play Ball!” echoed with the luster, of a rekindled love affair

One crack of the bat, broke a winter long season of seamless strife
As a scorched line drive, was driven into the hope of every fan’s life
A single was stretched into a double, beneath the roar of the crowd
Players dusted off pennant dreams, that slid between the clouds

Opening Day had come and gone, fly balls faded deep into night 
But the Boys of Summer will play forever, in memories of delight

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Everyone's Pain

O’ Wind, O’ Wind, you can read anyone’s mind.
You know everyone’s pain; you know everyone’s gain,
You write everyone’s luck, that seems your work main,
Who produce you for me why are you behind?
You travel everywhere that’s why my dreams have a kind,
Unseen, untouched places I wonder, terrified I touched thunder,
You laughed on my childish, when terrified me a time hunter,
You punished me a disease if my heart is cruel n’t kind.

Nobody can hide something, whatsoever a person is clever,
You chased always everyone and got a heartbeat message,
Nobody knows how old you are why do you live forever?
You can disclose any fact but nobody can disclose your age,
Always you have happily dance Noone sorrow can you cover.
You are a cleaner cleans dirt but nobody pays you wage.

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What more can I say

I love you
What more can I say
I love your smile
I love it when you touch me
I love your stance
I love your honesty
I love the way you cry
I love your voice
I love the way you say my name
I love it when kiss that certain way
I love your fingernails
I love the way the you dress
I love the way the you undress
I love the you always end and reply
I love the way you sleep
I love the way you sing
I love the way you laugh
I love your hands
I love your name
I love the way you love me
I love your feet
I love your spirit
I love the your dance
I love your love
I love you
What more can I say

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World's Gifts

As hard as one can possibly stare
I stared into the setting sun
My retinas burned on solar flare
Yet, I didn’t turn ‘til it was done

I promised self to take the time
To witness beauty upon descent
Just what really inspired rhyme
Now I know just what they meant

For life, a sleepless voyage be
Can be changed if we only choose
Take the time, yes, try to see
Gather it all, you cannot lose

This, I learned then to be true
I share it now to give to you

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Heaven's Gifts

Upon a stage of darkness, she appears before us
Casting upon us all, all that she wishes us to see
As the music of silence overtakes her very being
Her dance of nighttime preference, pleasures me

She is but a star, one of many, but yet so bright
With an aura about her, that lingers in my mind
Her radiance, while dancing for me, emits a glow
Of love eternal there, for other lovers to find

Either stationary or traversing the sky’s miles
Her beauty inspires poetry, love and song
The beauty of this star is never waning
As it lived within the heavens eons long

The stars beauty is one so forever bright
Cast upon us mortals for sheer delight