Best Adored Poems

from owned to dethroned
you led me
from queen to unseen
you hid me
once crowned to now bound
you kept me

absorbed to derobed
you left me
a spectacle to be gawked at
you jeered me

from diamond to dust
you threw me
once devoid of lust
you spurned me

and yet, here I am
  naked
 ...

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Again she sees those vibrant sleeves of green
And hears those gentle whispers and soft sighs
Alone beneath a willow lost in dreams
An old woman reflects through misty eyes

To see her now so deeply scarred by time
A beauty once now buried in the folds 
Upon that road...

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Violet, a lovely lady, kin to Purple, can be a contradiction.
Between her fellows Red and Blue (yet more inclined to Blue),
she lies with a calm passion! Unique and unconventional is she!

A symbol of humility, through the ages she has listened to confessions
as she draped the...

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Sunlight rest as so does she 
and into the night 
a peaceful light   streaks 
cross hidden bridges 
bringing a sullen sense 
of tranquility to her sleep 

And when light returns again 
her eyes like gold will shine 
and her heart   ...

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Joanna was the prettiest child with a fair freckled face,
reddish curly hair and a pair of big emerald eyes 
that sparkled with the purest sweetness and innocence...
and today still blessed with beauty, she shines! 


We resemble a lot in looks by letting modesty be our...

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It was a cloudy sky
Drizzle had just stopped softly
On this enchanting evening, I was lined lucky
As there was an ugly beggar who deserved care, swiftly

I stopped my car before that hotel
where sometime I used to visit for coffee
during my return from office, to home to...

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Bait ready, line in the water,
it is in the waiting that taught her...
its all in the way you put out the tease,
chumming the water for fishing the seas...

as the schools begin to near
easy meals entice the absense of fear...
slowly and smoothly reel in the line,
you...

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Oh, lovely and adored one...
descend as a star
over the top of a pine
to hear my guitar!
  

Oh, Lovely and adored one...
let love inflame us 
as the moon wanders alone
amid haze and clouds!...

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Lost What I Adored	
My soul has been transformed
Lost what I most adored
Now I’m much too bored
I feel like a beached whale 
That swells upon the shore
Now life seems like a bloody gore
As a child I hoped for so much more
I feel as if an angry...

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He curls up behind her,
His every curve,
Melting into her own.
The setting sun
Reflects from the lake
And dances across the ceiling
Like the aurora borealis
And they watch the display
In sleepy silence.
The temperature slowly drops.
He pulls the cover higher 
On her.
For the first time in her life, 
She feels safe.
His hand...

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Adorned and Adored

Let us adorn 
   our daughters with pearls!
Gifting 
One pearl — so very dearly 
   ocean-made, fresh…
To dress each earlobe
With a radiant luster,
Emphasizing the spirited 
Life-light 
In her glinting,
   mesmerizing eyes…

Then, gather your heart
To proudly place a...

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IN A TIME AND PLACE, 
AND OR CASE OR SPACE,
WHEN THE WORLD IS TRYING, 
WITH ALL OF IT'S MIGHT,
TO RECYCLE, GO GREEN, INCITE,

RESTORE, OR PRESERVE,
MOTHER EARTH,
IT SEEMS,
AN UNBELIEVABLE DREAM.

WHEREAS PAPER, PLASTIC, RUBBER, AND ELASTIC,
CANS, GLASS BOTTLES ,POSSESS SUCH VALUE,
FANTASTIC!!!!

WHAT VALUES MORE,
THAN RECYCLABLES,

THE HUMAN MIND,BODY, SPIRIT...

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God above loves righteousness; it is ADORED.
He sent his son to us because of his great LOVE
I am forever grateful to my living LORD.
Jesus died on the cross, arose and lives now, ABOVE.

© May 21, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Congest:
ONE SINGLE FOUR...

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Some write to be adored...nothing wrong with that:
we are clothing and window dressing (even our empty
stores speak a department's worth)~as much as our words,
where actions fail...so we attempt to charm and clarify – 
Christ wrote nothing, having mastered the authorship of 
deeds. 

But, seeing how...

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Dedicated to Kyle, My Darling Son


Bouncing boy is baby joy.
Enchanting sky-blue eyes,
Adored so by my heart.
Undoes me when he cries.
Tiny toes and fingers start
Internal loving sighs.  
Fascinated when his lips part,
Uttering endless, "oh my's", 
Loving him, knows no "why's." 

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