Be Poems - Poems about Be

Being happy scares me. The thought that at any moment something can just wipe it all away. So happiness has always been a playmate I never invited over when playing Red Rover. It’s always been this thing that was a stop sign away. The sun is high but too far to brighten my...

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believe in yourself invest time in your future confidence rules give yourself a break forgive yourself many times be your own best friend...

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I said what I had to say And did what I had to do While asking no one to care And seeking nothing from you I went where I had to go And saw what I had to see To get where I had to get And be what I had — to be (Bryn Mawr College: June, 2025) ...

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It is impossible when I’m, looking out over the mountains in N. C. not to feel the influence, the presence…the spirit of the Cherokee. When I think how in this country and the world… there is a battle between people who are inhumane to one another… and those who are compassionate and kind.. up here in the mountains of North...

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The power of God.' Breaks forth unguessed in surprising all He is always at His best..As a spring appears in desert wastes So instrutcion and prophesy fill a space.' A mouth a screen? A song line or more..The artist even unconsciously is a door.' The window closes..That door gets shut.' through many Transposes on lifes often dimly lit road,...

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Why must I be disappointed? Experience? Just reals For life? Save yours Do they enjoy your suffering? Yes Must be disappointed? To live life over them ...

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Flutter dear heart Let this mystery start Of entwined lace And God’s holy grace With scented chiffon flowing Smoke from the chimney blowing And stifled salted tears From memories through the years. Melancholy laments What my love represents. Indispensable betrothed vows That soft emotions arouse. Paradox wandering wishes When organza dress swishes. Insurmountable summits reached From the pulpit they preached. Windswept wavering boughs, Mother nature endows. Blueness of an inked nightfall Hearing the whippoorwills...

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Near a grove …just ahead of me This dream of a figure stood, With whimsy, ribbon-tinted wands And gown of crimson hue-- She was the sweet reverie of That gentle forest view: Was imagination part of this? But she had been there -- That maiden fey with a bronze crown And garlands in her hair. It can't be hallucination 'Feed your...

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TIME TO BE LIKE BEES (A Freestyle Tanka Quintet) Once feared allergy, back in 1963, gave wisdom to me: Learned from the sting of a bee; we need hiving unity:- Researching bee stings, revealed much about beings and disunity: We need hived togetherness; reaping from the unity:- Let’s get together, sowing and reaping oneness in all our...

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Inspired by The Beatles song “Let It be” **************************************************************** ...

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Don't just be a walker a marcher... Think poetically think high! ...

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Life isn't fair, as we would wish it to be under the clear sky, And perhaps this is the first truth that silently touches our souls. Some are born with more luck, love, or unknown riches, While others fight with every step for a fragment of peace. But that doesn't mean you're cut off from another universe, Or that you're...

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Every day when I wake up I’m grateful for the happiness waking up evokes… I’m not only grateful that I woke to a new day but in this political climate… I am also grateful to be woke. ...

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Emancipation: Delayed But Not Dismayed (Apropos Of Juneteenth Celebration) [As Relevant Today As When First Posted, 2021] This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and celebrate We’re still here, marching on Our eyes stayed on the prize. Let us rejoice and celebrate Because we’re aware that we are not The children of Sisyphus:...

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It's simple to be happy, but it's hard to be simple, like a star that ignites in the night sky without knowing its own fire, for happiness comes like a breeze of wind in the middle of summer, but simplicity is a deep mystery, like a labyrinth of mirrors where you search for yourself. In the pursuit of simplicity,...

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