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Atlantis

~ATLANTIS~   Featuring:) Kelly Deschler

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Can't be re-written by the Gods
The land and sands of time'
Destroyed by the fire of Poseidon's curse 
Atlantis swallowed by: Earth
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In one day and one night
Peaceful existence met its end
Built on a volcano, now surrounded by ancient rippled tears
Lava stripped apart the rich and glorious empire
Enriched by Engineers and Architects whom loved power more than the Gods 
Forgotten souls, sheltered by a watery grave
History withheld from shallow sunken memories,
Western sky's hide the truth, a vision from the Pillars of Hercules
"An island situated in front of The Strait of Gibraltar"
Ghostly ruins wait to rise above the Mediterranean and Atlantic Waves
A magical island held down by the hands of death, 
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Atlantis lost city walls ---a secret hidden by mermaids
Partially buried, beneath the ocean floor it lies
The largest sunken treasure never to be found
Magnificent pillars of an imperial palace still stand
Somewhere hidden under ancient sand
Some are leaning against turrets, that toppled after the impact
Nothing human will ever inhabit these walls
No feet will ever touch these staircases, again
Only an eerie silence now resides here, with the blue-green waters   
Seaweed grows along it's outer walls, like ivy on a trellis.
Obscuring it even further from the human eye.
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Other ocean tides will never compare
Tantalizing blend of fantasy and mystery
Stone walls covered with precious gems
 -Listen to PLATO'S voice-
"Look close, Look close, into the sea!"
Through the light and Pillars of Hercules
Some where out there buried in the vast 
ATLANTIS THE PARADISE


~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~


Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013

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Without Hope's Gleam

The flower that is given little light tastes not enough of joy and cannot thrive - then fades away like dusk into the night. The soul who struggles just to stay alive - much like the flower wilting in the dark - tastes not enough of joy and cannot thrive. How can a fire be lit if there’s no spark? Without hope’s gleam, the soul will waste away - much like the flower wilting in the dark. This is the plight of one whose world is grey: Though others say a paradise exists - without hopes gleam, the soul will waste away. A man upon this earth who tastes no bliss is like a soul brought low who droops his head though others say a paradise exists. How sad that someone rather would be dead! The flower that is given little light is like a soul brought low who droops his head, then fades away . . . like dusk into the night. Written 11/15/12 For the "Hope" Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish and now for the contest of Nathan A


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012

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Fields Of Gold

Running with the world
nipping at my toes,
through the fields of gold
careless and carefree,
wind blown hair makes poetry.


For contest: Somewhere
Poet: Casarah Nance
Date: January 9, 2015
27 Syllables


Copyright © Casarah Nance | Year Posted 2015

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A Unicorn spell

Opening wings spreading out
one pure beautiful image in beholding 
Gracefully embracing inside visions 
greeting Mother of pearl shimmering rainbow hues
Her horn sparkling tipped diamond 
Under the moonlight silver gleams 
Her silhouette reflecting light 
Princess wearing golden horse shoes 
One mane in softest satin silk 
Regally standing mustang wild 

Magically colored purest washed from the ocean foam 
Cascading hair scenting of burnt honey 
Eyes penetrating in baby blue awakening 
Her long lush lashes flutter and glisten 
Upon her lips last rosebud's dew 
Her coat in white like slushy snowflakes 
reflecting glass shards of crescent cradles
She roams the fields singing to the prince
it is only love that will finally set her free 
from a curse cast on her beauty 
by an evil wizard 

To be the only winged unicorn 
of it's kind in the world 
flying into softest cushioned clouds 
She dances and sings,then she stills 
In distance she listens to the sound of a flute 
And there She sees a gorgeous young man 
lying on carpets of evergreen 
along with his father,and mother the queen 
Her melodic voice like that of a jeweled string harp
hypnotised the prince 
He ran and ran after pink butterflies which led the way 
They took him to her 
They glide above them 
then to the promising celestial sky 
they flew away baby blue 
infinite their love. 

As if He knew her in another lifetime sweetly
His eyes where glued. Into her own 
He knew he loved her and had to hold her 
Never to leave him all by himself 
regally standing mustang white

His eyes were fixed into hers... 
To her he went with joyful tears 
His lips brushed smoothly her every fears 
As then he whispered behind her ears 
You are a unicorn and I'm a man 
but with no other my.heart will share 
I ll make you mine if you say yes 
The first winged unicorn as a princess 
Then he kissed her upon her neck 
and a strong wind just pushed him back 
From a white horse. ,fair lady She 
had now won over her destiny 
The prince's lips removed the curse 
Now she is his ,as he is hers 

Overflowing his heart 
in sweeping golden joy 
forever on deep sands 
living always together 
in everlasting happiness

written by Liam and Charmaine 
a fun write dear friend


Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2014

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- Heavenly Hugs -



Unique is the discipline of love 
Understanding God's law
Faith holds supreme commander

Sometimes we have to fight 
our way through a concrete jungle
stone cold dreams nightmare evaluates 

Rocking the cradle unworthy desires 
no peace or rest for the wicked deeds
in order to find the answers to hopes prayer
 
Truth pointing us directions 
within our code of moral conduct 
which supports us in our voyage
 
In the walk of life chaos grips hearts consumed with hate 
Without faith our souls identity will become dust 
Needing hugs from heaven to survive 







A Collaborated Poem 19.11.2015
Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid
(tercets unrymed)


Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015

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A Teardrop Falls

A teardrop falls deeply—slicing and aching  
hurt twisting knots around the deepest fingers 
love you from my heart warmest emotions so 
in each kiss of your beauty I feel all of you 
worth the suffering and pain that happens 
gaining rewards in the end—undiminished love 
happiness such a precious gift for us forever 
the teardrop falls now freely in your honor
it spills warmly and gently in your name love 
as grace is my honor to bear this noble sacrifice 
with joy and I find you now my sweetest sunshine 
with happiness being my one-way ticket to paradise 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (June 9, 2015)
(Verse)


Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Life is a fraud

This life is a fraud
Full of nothing but deceit
This world has lost its glory
Leaving little reason to be.
For life has treated me like a stone upon a path
Whoever walked by kicked me out of the way
However, I still remain standing
Despite all those arrows fired my way
I may be flung from path to path
But upon my journey I remain
For those who belittle me now
Laugh, as I assure you I will have the final say
These tears I shed today
Will return to haunt you someday
For the glory I seek, is not here 
But far away
For one day, I will return
To the beginning, from where I came...

Originally written 1996


Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

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The Canvas

She painted her emotions with a dark brush
My heart sunk into her canvas
Transported to an endless sadness
She greets me there with a smile
Her light not visable from the other side

"Come" she says
"There are many rooms to explore"
She skips along yesterday's corridors
I follow in tentative foot falls
She looks back, "Here it is, this is where we'll begin."
Through the door we go in

In an instant she disappears
I wonder was she ever here
Then a silent voice whispers in my ear
"Watch and listen, all will unfold"
I watch in silence, my heart feels cold

A mother in a hospital bed
Two baby girls
One of them dead
Tears of joy now sad instead
She whispers "do you see?? Happy Birthday, little me." 

I hear her giggle in another room
So I walk through another door,
a toddler alone on the floor
Mom sitting, at a table with a drink
Little girl starts crying
Mom doesn't even blink

The scene changes 
A parade of men
Mom needs her lovers
Over and over again

In the night
When mom's asleep
Into the girls room, the demons creep
On the bed, there she lays
She leaves her mind
While the bad man plays

I scream
I want him to stop
Her so helpless
Him there on top
The whisper returns "There is nothing to do,
I want you to know the source of my blue."

I say "please I can take no more"
With that she says "there is just one more door."
She is back, she takes my hand
I walk through a door to her promised land

The darkness, is all stripped away
She is young once more, it's bright as day
She turns and smiles, " I'm okay,
long ago I learned to pray."
I said "I do not understand, 
how could he let that happen to you?
Is he not to blame for your world of blue?"
She looks again with knowing smile
"You will understand in a while.
One day all anwers he will reveal, 
best understood when you learn to kneel."

From her canvas 
My mind wishes release
Flowing into my heart, an ancient peace
On humbled footsteps, my journey within
A world of shadows, canvas thin
I see beyond sadness
I search within 

This dark picture, 
brushed stroked on my mind
Her life touched by sin, 
Is now redefined
No longer is she broken
I watch her light grow
She says "I'm okay,
it's time for you to go."











Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014

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Love At James Bond Beach

Making Love In Jamaica At The Iconic James Bond Beach It is a sun splashed day;  the air is silent with the sound of waves  the ocean is moving to the rhythm of crying gulls.  The fine white sand underneath our feet is warm. The crashing waters from a small wind sculpted waterfall swims  into the arms of its mother sea. It is a private beach at a spot in the world  where the Caribbean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean meld. It is a wanting sensation of hot then cold, that teases the senses. The beach is deserted it is only me and the love of my life.  The golden rays of light from the bright morning star  lives in the flow of her platinum blond hair.  In her eyes I can see the bright clear ocean,  with a piercing love glare that beckons me.  Her red lips, her light drenched skin glows  with the beauty of this perfect Jamaican day. Without a thought I grab the back of her head,  jerking my lover's whole body towards me  locking her in the strength of my grasp  inviting her to quench my desire. I bite her lips before engaging in a deep passionate kiss  remove her barely there bikini from her statuesque figure. She embraces me as I lift her in my arms  naked for all the Gods to observe.  I set her down under the refreshing flow of the rushing waterfall.  She attempts to pull at me, but I deny her, hold back both her arms and use my mouth  to suckle her, all the time absorbing the beating waters  that kneads my flesh like so much dough. Suddenly I set her free.  She pounces  like a lioness  a lioness in heat  famished  for the taste of flesh. The world dissappears  I find myself willingly trapped in a void of marvel. Nature's voice conducts  an orchestra of emotions. We writhe in the ecstasy of touch as a series of divine strokes finger paints portraits of rapture.  We dance slow to the precise notes  of a symphony of love into the arms of serenity. In one fluid movement our bodies become one. There is no end to the flavors we consume. Cooling waters flame our sins.  We explode like a building imploding gracefully to the roar of a white sound. Finally we pass out  naked, locked in each others arms.  When we awaken we find ourselves lying on  the fine white sand beach. Tattooed  in the telling shades  of a Jamaican suntan. 02~11~2014 Sponsor: Justin Bordner Contest Name: Make Love To Me In That Ancient Place


Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014

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Take Me To Your Heart

I am a captive in your sensitive and sensuous heart,
a palace of poetic and fragrant seductions
that slips veils of sexy silken secrets along my spirit's skin
and I desperately follow your sweating soul into the wilderness
that surrounds your fertile femininity, 
we kiss in moments of heightened exhalations
and then we run and play further, to the edges of your paradise
discovering together how love tortures us
and why we need it so,
feeling the bindings of love's fire
around our bodies, we demand more
give it to me tighter, hotter, faster
press this love closer to my rage and wisdom
whip me with the leather braids of love's lessons,
care for my living bruises with lips that heal
bite my masculine will
with teeth that have carved beauty out of misery,
dig your nails into the thighs of my excitement, 
hold me as I paint the wings of your heart my Love -

This poem was originally posted on New Year's Day, 2016 for the woman I love,
I hope the powers that be understand...J.A.B.


Copyright © Justin Bordner | Year Posted 2016

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Dreams of Paradise

Sunless days under artic charred skies frozen rain pelting, making me cry harsh north winds, chill to the bone why do I even call this place home? Dreams of paradise have begun Endless sunsets over clear cobalt seas Pure white sands blanketing a quiescent cove as a warm zephyr floats across my bronzing tan and then I see her that smooth Mediterranean toned skin sauntering slowly through the gentle tide playful splashes glimmering off her sun kissed lips her dark sunglasses and colourful hat attempting to hide her beauty but I know I can see it in her graceful gait in her sensuous sway the way she lightly kicks the water and definitely in her smile oh how she flashed it my way when she saw my stare when I walked up and she flipped that hair an angel rising from the sea my missing olive tree I knew I knew she was for me we walked the beach and talked she took my hand my heart went a flutter as our lovelorn lips locked I was home


Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015

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Sugar Shack

My love, please take me back
To your sweet sugar shack 
Sitting on the soft sand beach
Paradise is within reach

Rolling waves crest, so dreamy
Briny air, wafting steamy
Coconuts so full and ripe
Swaying grass skirt, my delight

Taut humid air, tan skin
Dewy lips meet, it begins
Swim southward along the coast
To the sweet realm of my host

Searching in the dark bamboo
For the mythic pink Honu
The enchantress of the sea
My soft kisses set her free

Forest of the straight smile
The fair treasures of this isle
Warm to my tropical steam
Her smiling shell does gleam

Inside her magic seas, you
Swim deeper as I please you
Within your endless ocean
Drowning, fragrant emotion

As the gentle cries go higher
Holy water turns to fire
Passion’s fruit upon your brow 
My Pele, it’s our Luau

Your Tsunami drowns the flame
My rogue wave crashes the same
The relentless sea rolls back
Joy resounding in the shack

Honu=Green Sea Turtle
Pele=Hawaiian Goddess of Fire/Lava

4/30/16
© Endorphin Junkie


Copyright © Endorphin Junkie | Year Posted 2016

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- The Naked Truth -



We are all brothers and sisters born without hate
Naked we were born to earth with purity and innocence as Lily 

Love has no barriers beyond our earthly grasp 
Right actions coming from the right setting, it starts from within

Sometimes we feel we are living inside a bubble
To live a good life, we must think, speak and act correctly

Destiny paints our divine promise colors a rainbow
Everything's really just small adjustments in your life

The search for the true love with joy and confidence in this world
Let your light shine bright, love inside the heart last forever

Of life our guiding angels a choir heavenly glamor
Angels over flowing universe with its clean and deep strength





Written by Liam Mcdaid & A-L Andresen 11.03.2015 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved



Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015

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Time in Hawaii

A month in Hawaii, ah, what a luxury to share
Revel in the warming sun and walk a sandy beach
Fresh warm breeze and coconut in the salty air
Every day is marvelous, comfort never out of reach
Hiking through lush green forest with fruit hung all around
Or on the mountain top you see way out upon the sea
The fish an artist’s pallet with colors they abound
To spend a month in Hawaii, ah, that’s the treat for me

1/29/15


Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2015

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WE ALL DIE

My piety,my poetry ,my love
All are in vain
my music, my love ,my mind
All are running insane

My rhymes are all crooked
I can't write a perfect song
Looks like my life is worthless
my music, my poetry its all gone

Behold the paradox,
In these old rhymes 
living in a worthless life 
All these times 

The music's almost over
just need to turn out the light
I need just one leap
Need to show on last fight

I need to create something
something that makes you feel
the goal isn't to live forever
Its to create something that will


Copyright © anbes rawal | Year Posted 2014

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PARADISE

My loved one is an artist 
His spirit now runs free 
And though he paints in Paradise 
He's ever here by me  

And I can see those pictures 
Of mountains, lakes and trees 
The brushstrokes of a loving life 
They come as memories 

And I can feel the colours 
So vivid still, so clear 
And I can touch the passion
Of one we loved so dear 
 
For he is still beside me 
As on our wedding day 
Painting dreams in Paradise 
And just a thought away.


Copyright © Louis Spence | Year Posted 2010

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Our little Haven

When I was just a little girl
With mind as always, in a whirl
Me and my cousin, we would roam
Far, far away from my sweet home

We'd make our way to some rocks we knew
All covered by green moss, we two
Oh it was such a magic place
And left huge smiles upon my face

To us it was a fairyland
With imagination vast and grand
We both saw fairies, little elves too
Dancing daintily as they do

When that time came, we had to leave
Both our little hearts would grieve
We'd leave that haven, her and me
Our minds brim filled with memories

So we went back to normalcy
And though it made us both unhappy
We knew that soon we'd go back there
And see those we folk everywhere



Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2014

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Pursue Love

Pursue love,
the love that has no meaning,
the silver ports of the moon,
shine so bright,
that it blinds you in the twilight
she is beautiful and she is divine
she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales
in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses,
like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines
tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly
throughout the garden of beauty.
As the roses lay along a table,
as she sits at the table
and she waits for me, the wordman
to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine
and sit with her,
start a scene or two of romantic setting,
to pursue love in her name.
Love is around us,
the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair,
as her evening dress glitters and shines
and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky
as we lay together,
we pursue a dream together,
forever we live together forever,
as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene
we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love,
we swallow grapes and drink wine
hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets,
we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece
of his beautiful nocturnes,
which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads.

We stomp out the flames
as we dance the night away,
and you lay in my arms,
and I kiss you upon your lovely head,
and you hold my hand,
and I hold you tight
never thinking of letting your love go away from me,
I would take my own life,
before I lose your love.
See us together,
it is a painting that lasts lifetimes,
that needs no touch-ups.
I care for you and love you!
Love me, I know you will.

My sweet and loving portrait lady,
who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose
that sits on its green stem,
in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window.
Come up to my chambers
as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere
as love's tension grows
and suspence brings us together,
let us make love tonight
seal the passion
and pursue love once and for all.

Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun,
I shall wake next to your beauty and glory,
and I shall point my attention to the heavens
and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road,
toward my chamber door, I call my heart.
Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways
in the garden of beauty
and I shall pick a bauquet of roses
and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love
for one another
and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart.

-9/26/2013-


Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013

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Paradise

Peaceful streams flow gently to the sea
aromatic air seduces senses tranquilly
roaming free without prejudice and bigotry
achieving earthly utopia to change history
dystopian bad visions will cease to exist
intrusive suffering will no longer persist
serene beauty, which can never be defined
existing as one in a world uniquely refined

23 December 2015

Paradise Acrostic contest by John Hamiltion


Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

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Life's Love Story

Written for the contest
MORE SONG LYRICS

Have you ever seen, the sun setting down
Upon this red roofed town
And hear the sound of love begin
I have never found a more perfect place
Than, when I see your face
I simply fall in love again

Don't ask me which way the wind will blow
Or the tide will flow
Or even where, our love will go
I just know there could never be a place 
Where I can’t feel your warm embrace
With those lips I love to taste

Have you seen the mountains rising from the sea
That’s where I want to be 
With you eternally, in grace
We hear our tune, carried along the wind
Strummed on life’s violin
As a tear rolls down your face

Don’t ask me why the good times seem to fly
Or why some passion dies,
Or how lovers, can say Goodbye
All I know is when I leave this tropic heat
I am filled with the Latin beat
Until the next time on this street,  we meet




Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014

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DANCING IN PANDORA

I live in  a faraway densely forested habitable moon,
orbiting in the central Alpha Centauri star system.
I am a blue-skinned sapient humanoid,
and a pride of Omaticaya clan in paradise of Pandora.

I own the beauty of  precious gem, a diamonds that glow.
Glistens like a crystal water softly flowing in  a stream.
I love to ride in a back of Toruk, my flying dragon friend,
While embracing the love of the man, my avatar king.

The nature is where my heart beats...
I love the scent of  flowers bloom in the field.
And enthralled my emotion with the song of  birds.
Then make love with the avatar in the midst of forest.

In the land of Pandora, I cherish the love that I've found.
The gift of goddess Eywa, our life has sustained.
Value every single tears that these eyes held,
Then give all my strength to defend the beauty of our place.

This is where I  found the man who changed my world.
I treasure every moment that our eyes met.
With his hands I feel secured,his touch made me stronger .
 His lips I surrendered all the love I can share.

Nature and love , an eternal power from within.
This world has a lot of precious things to offer.
Come to me, let us dance in the psalm of breeze.
And cherish this divine freedom from within.


Inspired by fictitious character of "Neytiri"
from the movie "AVATAR"
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Copyright © Aiyah de Torres | Year Posted 2014

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To Paradise Come

To paradise come; chase your blues away! Pure pleasure resides at my favorite place. Where sand and sea sparkle and palm trees sway - to paradise come. Chase your blues away. Just play and jump waves. Stay all of the day - warm breezes and sun caressing your face. To paradise come; chase your blues away. Pure pleasure resides at my favorite place! Written 2/5/13 for the Chasing the Blues Away Contest of Becca Lucas


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013

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indestined

so many times beneath the stars
our lives are lived for fate and scars
infancy seems to abound
from everywhere it screams its sound
too loud to hear the voices true
without a sound, it comes to you
it strikes with force, a fist, a roar!
so strong a warmth you can't ignore
the vision marred by human sense
for now the journey must commence
the trials begin with fervor rise
a gaze glares straight within the eyes
so hard to suffer ends defeat
victories are ever sweet
the sky preludes the next advance
all surety, no happenstance
a place of firm and solid lore
where the light and night I wore
as symbols of forever more
no longer will I toil and chore

-Sam Robinson

Poem genesis from:
Stardust Road
by Poet Destroyer A


Copyright © Samuel Robinson | Year Posted 2013

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He Called His Name


P  Paradise to the old man was a humble garden, 
A  a peaceful sanctuary for rest and meditation,
R  reminiscing and counting his blessings.
A  An angel found him there and softly called his name,
D  delivered a message, with a tender smile, and
I   invitingly he held out his hand; he followed.
S  Standing by the door, the Lord greeted him with open arms:
E  Enter, your long journey has come to an end; welcome home!

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To those who believe in an after life ...enjoy the inspiration.
To those who do not ........................enjoy the narration.
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25th December 2015
Contest: Paradise Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Placed 5th


Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015

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A Lovers Voyage

Sail away with me on a lovers voyage.
Let the wind's soft caress carry us gently out to sea.
Free of inhibition; cloaked in midnight satin;
each breathtaking star holds us captive.
Moonlight's spell drawing us deeper still;
feeling the rise and fall of ocean swells.
Covered in misty wet kisses, breaching vessels bow;
a hypnotic rhythm, taps softly on the keel.
Wind gusts hints of welcomed storms.
Tossed by gale through uncharted waters
as we crest the surging waves, one after another.
Adrift, as day breaks in sun's warm glow
Anchored only to each other....
A lovers voyage.


Copyright © Arlene Smith | Year Posted 2014