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Gloria Jamrozy Poem
When I close my eyes… I see us living
In a lovely cottage in front of a lake
Where the trees are perfect
And the views breathtaking
And nature speaks when the winds play
When I close my eyes… I feel the scent
A mixture of pine in the distant woods
And rejoice the pleasure of the solely leisure
Where my poems fly in the air of nature
With a flash of sweet bliss of gratitude
When I close my eyes… I see us running
Through amazing forests in the early morn
And I feel the sun rising calm and peaceful
A perfume of wild flowers dancing blissful
Guiding our path all the way long
When I close my eyes… my dreams comes real
When we share together our joys and sorrows
In a lovely cottage in front of a lake
Where we smile forever amused as we never
With roses and lilacs whispering in the air
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Soon… I’ll be there, where I lived …
…where I played… where I laughed and cried
Where my body grew and my spirit shined…
Where my seeds were planted
…Soon… I’ll be there
Soon… I’ll be there, in the sunny forests…
…In the deepest oceans, … in the light blue skies
No regrets, nor sorrows
Only peaceful thoughts, unreserved love
To embrace my fate
…Soon… I’ll be there
Soon… I’ll be there, and be at this juncture
…in the land who adopted me, with the guy who loves me
Where I found tranquility, care for, and contentment
…during the distressing lessons of life’s events
…Soon… I’ll be there
Soon.. I’ll be there, where I lived…
…where I played… where I laughed and cried
Where my body grew and my spirit shined..
Where my seeds were planted
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The old lady sIted on that chair, showed me once…
…How the sun shines and rises every day,
…How sometimes clouds may be also on its way
Learn by heart the old days
When I see……when I see,
…the old lady sIted on that chair
SIted on that chair… the old lady cries at times
…Perceiving maybe that her days are gone
Lecture of life… hard to rise above or understand
When I see… when I see,
…the old lady sIted on that chair
The old lady sIted on that chair, in sweet smile
…reminiscences coming up to bright her sunlight hours
Peaceful in mind my heart embrace that flash
When I see.., when I see,
…the old lady sIted on that chair
Peaceful in mind…the memories are there
As blooming flowers like the ones she grew
Beautiful gardens surrounds me, but with pain
When I see… when I see,
…the old lady sIted on that chair
I know one day… I might see the chair unfilled
…Nobody there, just the lovely old lady’s energy
And I’ll be acquainted with…her saying…
“How the sun shines and rises every day
How sometimes clouds may be also on its way”
When I might not see… might not see
…The old lady sIted on that chair … my Mom.
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When you feel lonely… and nobody is there around you
When you hear voices and they are the echo of yours
When the nights are prolonged and your eyes stay open…
Please smile… and remember me
When you feel sad… and tears just drop abruptly
And your heart is fatigued feeling too much pain
When the light is extinguished and you see only darkness
Please believe… and remember me
When you feel too weak to face unkind temptations
And your aura is covered with sorrow and regret
When you feel lost… unable to come back to your way
Pease be strong… and remember me
And when you feel this journey is going to last forever
Or you see the future too far to trust or reach
When fear undermind your love and ideals…
Please have hope… and remember me
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I’m going to tell you a story…
filled of delight for you all
Read in the book of a lifetime…
Given name … SATURDAY NIGHTS
Bliss… Love … Dance… and Cheers…
under the steam of that manuscript
Gladness found around its cover…
Lucky name … SATURDAY NIGHTS
On one occasion in life
Begins the feelings and needs
We ought to have or we wish for...
Charming nights …SATURDAY NIGHTS
We are young, filled with belief
May be come across our soul mate
And obsessed with that reflection …
We all love … SATURDAY NIGHTS
Endless nights with no deception
Happiness is always there
Young or senior, gay or lesbian
We all share…SATURDAY NIGHTS
This story has no end
I hope this takes pleasure on you
.. as it reads on the cover
of the lifetime great story
Gorgeous named… SATURDAY NIGHTS
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I erase from my heart… the past… the unpleasant memories
Though I knew that one day they might be coming back
Coming back and unwrap the terrible experiences
Those agonizing feelings in the battle to survive
I used to talk to God … demanding for answers
Why life is unpredictable - I asked - despite of all the facts
“The unknown is uncertain but you must know better
Because times go around and always come back”
Not happy with the answer but as a true believer
I found myself the courage to encounter my fate
Now… I am facing back my past … maybe just temporarily
But the flash of those memories … are not easy to depart
Soon… I’ll leave my family, my roots and my hometown
My comrades are not here, some wounded, some are gone
I am a Marine, a Soldier… lack of emotions, aggressive
But screaming in silence everyday during war
I gave my word to my nation, and to my flag in this uniform
And I will honor my pledge with my life if I have to
I know some may believe I am a soldier before human
Please forgive me if I fail I am just telling my truth
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Once my mom told me a story
About a swan singing a song…
She says the swan knew death was coming
And before it happens…
It wanted all birds around listen
A beautiful Love song to sparkle the lake
She told me the swan was enchanted
Because never ever a swan sang a song
As a girl I was listening attentively
Without understanding
The story at all
She continued… and I was delighted
To hear the end of my mom’s tale
But instead, I saw her eyes closing
… As she whispered
A song… I will never forget
Later on I discover the story
Was not even true, was only a fairy- tale
But I keep in my heart her anecdote
As I believe truth… everything she said
As I remember her
In a Love song … through sparkles
As the Swan in the lake…
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Still dark … the beginning of the daylight hours
The aroma of coffee surrounding our nice place…
There are no children… just you and I together
…sharing our goals for the opening day
Still dark… and we stir the pleasures
Of what is offered in the calendar day…
Life is easier when removing its pressure
Bringing down walls … keeping despair away
Later on… the sun lands with pleasant colors
And we head off to the new world of these days
At a distance we squeeze the unsullied moments
Knowing that more are coming our way
…Then, the night rises with its secrecy silence
A perceive sound of melodies turn up
A glass of wine… a toast … our bare bodies
The Dance of Love in the darling night
Darling nights…sweet inspiration for lovers
Wild and peaceful …with supreme outcome
You and I integrated as one body…
…sensations touching our souls as one
…Still dark…at the beginning of the daylight hours
The aroma of coffee surrounding our nice place
Waking up with a smile you and I together
Beautiful day, forever… our day by day
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Tonight… I want to sing to the Stars
I want to sing to the Stars and the Moon
And remember this night like no other
Because this night I tasted
The utmost flavor of love and desire
Tonight… I want to sing a song
A song that whispers the voice in my heart
In its notes the perceive sound
be listening
As echo with flames with no depart
Tonight… I want to keep that feeling
Of your passionate kisses
Absorbing my life
On those hidden corners
Where I keep my secrets
Where you find leisure
Walking slow and fast
Tonight… I want to hold this moment
And certainly keep it forever alive
And maybe one day
When you look up the skies
If the Moon have a flush
…Is because I am singing
Remembering this night
written by Gloria Jamrozy
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I belong to a new Society
Where many poets are gathered
Some well known, some amateurs
Different views, one heart …POETRY
In the air flows the inspiration
Going around blossoming fields
There is Beauty, Effect and Power
Romance, Tragedy, Satire … POETRY
Our endeavor, sometimes the stylist
From time to time maybe the forms,
But what is always the stimulation
To keep alive deep, touching …POETRY
You will recall the ancient thinkers
While you pace all the way through
Novel Society who found a union
A state of mind and love …POETRY
Listen this concert , in soul and body
In sublime render given our hearts
Salute the applause to our Society
Where we belong … POETRY
written by Gloria Jamrozy
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