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Best Barbara Gorelick Poems

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White Lace

Winter cloaked in the whitest lace
Spreads its folds across the land
Transforming the earth's tired face
In beauty she makes her quiet stand

For those who weep for summer lost
And long for days of idle breath
Those days come at winter's cost 
She sings the songs of living death

For naught we argue with the wind
And rail at ice that will not weep
Hoping these days will soon rescind
And her buried promises  keep

Winter dances with solemn grace
Dressed in her white gown of lace



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The Joy of Mother's Love

It begins with the joy of giving birth
Continues even after the moment of death
Life, like the scope of all man's music
Opening and closing passages of love
Messages sung and carried on the wind
Written in the deepest part of the heart

That palpable place we call the heart
Emotion long before the first cry at birth
Scent of beginnings carried on the wind
Unable to imagine  the notion of death
For her baby, mother's unconditional  love
The crooning sound of  her sweet music

The years pass, so changes the music
But not the forever melody in her heart
Children grow and so does her love
A bit different than the day of birth
But constant and hopeful until  death
As  perennial as blows the winter wind

A young man's story is written on the wind
With pen in hand he writes his own music
With hardly a thought of the canvas of death
But tucked away in the corners of his heart
The certainty known from the moment of birth
That in her life he would always find love

Still his mother's eyes are filled with love
Vision dim with age , acknowledging time in the wind
The spring will bring again the miracle of birth
The lambs in the fields will make their music
The joy of rebirth will fill the simplest heart
Beauty will reign even in winter's death

Facing now the certainty of her coming death
He looks at his child with a new depth of love
Knowing with certainty that breaks his heart
Letting his tears be dried by the gentle wind
Believing he will still know the joy of her music
Hoping that in death will come a new birth

Garner strength in your heart to face death
Remembering from birth a life full of the joy of love
And as the wind of time blows, hear the music


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Ugly


Underneath the exterior Gardenias bloom unannounced Lamenting that no one lifts the veil Yearning to be seen...


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The Poet's Pen

The Poet's Pen


Eternity awaits the poet's pen,
His essence sealed in golden words;
A message from the hearts of men.....

Life's pictures now, and then,
Days kept forever on his slate.
Eternity awaits the poet's pen....  

Capturing the song of winter wrens,
And the wind on velvet branches.
A message from the hearts of men.....

The flowers in the shaded glen;
The fawn nestled in her bower.
Eternity awaits the poet's pen....

The stars abundance is his ken.
The moon's love of evening tide,
A message from the hearts of men...

Death will come yet once again,
To furl his banner of mortality.
But Eternity awaits the poet's pen,
A message from the hearts of men....


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The Piano Speaks

Like shining jewels tossed into the air
Each note rings out with brilliant  voice
Gifted fingers flying on ivory wings
This magic that makes my heart rejoice

Music that rocks me on gentle waves
Or ride where raging fires have been
Coloring the prisms that are my tears
The piano- evoking emotions from within


For Kristin's contest - "Soul Tunes"


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Winter Footprints

I stopped just once to look back..
And saw my tracks across the snow.
Steps upon that pure white blanket,
Wishing I’d found another way to go.

Already though, in gentle downy flakes,
Nature began to fill those intruding marks.
And return the gentle winter splendor
To that serene and lovely woodland park.

The sun was sinking to its rest,
Leaving its sparkle on the forest floor.
I smiled and turned for home again…
My tired heart at peace once more

Inspired by Robert Frost


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lake cradles the moon



lake cradles the moon the mournful cry of a loon tender nights of June
for Carol's contest


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The Red Barn Remembers

The red barn stands, silhouetted against the sky.
An oak tree wraps its tired limbs about her
as if to protect her from time and age.
Her roof is sagging, color faded ,
An errant plume of red along her frame.
Yet, proudly she stands, remembrance of a happy time.
Shelter from the rain, children
Playing in her hair, lovers hiding in her shadows.
Beauty I see now, not bright, not boastful.
With dignity and respect she bows to age.


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By Myself

     
the whole world is gray clouds march with a dark intent tides fall into the sky perhaps morning will be blue ...and smell of lavender


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Dancing in the Garden

      
Dancing in the Garden

I see them there , cast against the garden wall
Shadows dancing in the blush of afternoon
The lively winds tumble branch and grasses all 
In their passing these quick images are strewn
The sun soon dropping into its red hued nest
Dance now with abandon for soon they will rest
Sun, wind and wall, partners in this pretty show
Little gifts of nature to set hearts aglow


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