Best Beads Poems

disintegrating all language barriers
she smiled
and pulled me in with the charm
of a profoundly serene magnetism
the epitome of peace and harmony
nodding offered me a card
I took it and she smiled
nodded and showed me
a rainbow of bracelets
from the many colors I chose one
exchanged it for a handful...

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~ Life Beads ~ 
                      In my pocket small words on paper
            ...

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I walked in the local Relay for Life
In support of the Cancer Foundation
I have lost too many people that I love
To this horrible abomination

For each lap around the High School track
You received a white bead to put on a string
Every fifth lap resulted in a...

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Fresh drops of moisture,
Adorns the morning surface;
Embellished gardens....

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Dew wet spider web 

        Sparkling pearls on fine parade 

        Life's boasting beauty 






  23.10.2014
  Anne-Lise Andresen :)
  Copyright © All Rights Reserved...

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In The Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus fell to His knees
As He cried to His Father, let this cup pass from me
His anguish and pain I could never imagine
Sweat turning to blood, as He begged for compassion

In the midst of the garden, on the ground, as...

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Making paper beads
is a beautiful hobby
jewelry from trash...

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Beauty of the beads,
It’s a description of multi-colours.
Which are tiny like the seeds,
Carefully, arranged in linear order in fours.

Beauty of the beads,
Some Africans wear around their waist.
To charm and entice men with deeds,
As others tie them on their wrist.

Beauty of the beads,
Which portray the local...

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How lucky can one man be

To have the love and friendship

Oh so many sweet adorable people

Here on the Soup... male and female

It's like a love-in from the sixties

Minus the beads and hippie hair

(Well, I'm supposing!)

Those were wild, free spirited days

Making love, NOT war

I was newly...

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Much wailing at the wall
With three hail Mary’s
A nod towards Mecca
Let us sit and
Count 
Beads...

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Well some they say though straight or gay
Get fun from innuendo
While others wait ‘til dark
To get their kicks outside your window

Some do the deed without a sound
Some labour in the dark
While others roars would wake the dead
Some sing out like a lark

Variety’s the spice of...

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figmental escapes
lifting through the fog
of clouded mind

my eyes closed
momentarily
see you in the shadows
hands reaching out
towards me

I linger in the
breaking dawn
of brighter days
to escape the fury
of the storm
bearing down
around us

temporary shelter 
comes in your arms
allowing me to sigh
a breath of fresh air

my fears
fall in the shadows
against...

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A bead of red rolls down my arm,
an eloquent prayer, a scream.
Alive in a way the arm is not
coming awake in a dream.

A drop of swirling living cells,
abandoning a foundered host,
drawing a line on the curve of meat,
segregating machine from ghost.

Cousins drop from a fluttering...

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Once upon a time there was a young girl,
who lived in a huge mansion with many rooms;
      And although quite young,
          She was about to be married.
On her wedding day she...

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           In
        Mother
   Moon's armoire

  hang star-gilded 
   gowns of indigo
   silk, heady with
  ...

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