Contemplation Poems - Poems about Contemplation

Earth's door is always ajar We are vulnerable Free will is lemon merengue pie And as we bake, the oven door is closed. Perfection is a woman Compassion whips world wars Confront and slay each ghostly ill, And men of steel won't wander far from home. Free will is an open door Choose the blind man's mission Each pupil of irises falls and rise, And each...

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Swirling words from an infinite field, Caught and thought in a moment of time. Knowing not their future or their yield, Their full potential may be sublime. Allow yourself a time to reflect, Give your thoughts the freedom to expand. It won’t take long for them to connect, Piece them together the best that you can. For simple thoughts to be understood, Whether written...

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Somber light slants through the window. The sun lazes behind blankets of clouds. Grey skies are all I see. A tranquil yet almost uneasy atmosphere rests over everyone. No one dares to shrug it off. Today is a day for soft musing and true thoughts, it's sobering and uplifting at the same time. There will be no more doubts by the end...

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L-et U-s Z-estfully T-hink A-bout N-othing ©bfa052525 Monocrostic (Birthday of Luz M. Tan) ...

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I walked a long path today. Off in the woods nearby. My dogs walked with me, and took side trails on the sly. A little trail becomes a deer trail, through the eucalyptus and pine The oxalis grows wild everywhere the covering that binds. Pine cones and eucalyptus bark curls make the path look like a stream. The sun came through the...

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Dewdrops kiss my skin A silver coat over my shoulders, green There's magic in every morning. In the atmosphere wafts perfumes of earths daughters They sway their hips, they nod their heads petals fall at my feet. The floor is carpeted with beautiful hues red, white and purple too The birds come piping morning's tune. ...

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colors, placidly, in the calm late afternoon traverse crystal time ...

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The Philosopher He lives in a world without a world. He has only his universe in his mind Contemplation, analysis, and meditation on life. He is alone – an objective His mind is like a top lens, an analyzer laboratory, an ultra-sensorial scientist Different from the humans’. His life is separated from the general being and life Just live...

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"The artist should paint not only what he has in front of him but also what he sees inside himself." Quote by Caspar David Friedrich on his painting "Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog." -------------------------------------------------------------- Gazing at man gazing distant mountains Fog stretches below, before both gazers Non-dominant foot forward, weighing mind Will taking risks benefit one's skilled life? Is contemplation...

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Dusk Contemplation The cool mist settles in as the sun gives a final farewell for the evening. Vibrant orange hues signal an end to the long day as the sky darkens. I stand alone on a hill watching the scene unfold as dusk deepens. My house beckons me and I will return there when the light has faded. For the moment I drink all of this in, refreshed and...

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There is a love I cannot hide It tumbles out Like truth untied A height no bird Could wander there A measured width Of no compare The deepest, strongest Place inside Is where, my love, You do reside...

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From George’s Creek to Holly Lawn, A journey, a montage of life, Where laughter and tears, Juxtaposed in moments of reflection, Of family triumphs and imperfections. Oh time, moving imperceptibly, keeper of the ages, A bridge, a pendulum, an hourglass, A fingerprint pressed upon its pages. Gentle voices of merriment like a vapor going out and up, A longing for those moments, another sip...

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As an adult, I have come to the full realization that I have never, and will never, understand this world. And so I have never fully lived in this world. I have mostly lived in the expansive realities of my mind; dissociated, dissconnected, day dreaming... dreaming. Maybe I have always, in a...

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At every stage of my life Christmas has been the happiest season; and I don't need to look very far to figure out the reasons. Christmas encompasses many of the things that I think of as good: sharing, togetherness, family, celebrating - simple pleasures we've all understood. A pervasive aura of good will and giving, with smiles and laughter - faces shine. For a short...

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I feel like I lost a piece of myself When our love fell apart. When I'm alone, I always thinks That everything's gonna be alright. Loneliness makes me look back at myself And realized things I've never seen before....

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