Best Centered Poems

The Mother Tree

I am the mother tree that spawned the seeds of you.
My children, you've grown and branched away from me.
You've married, left home to...

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The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells

Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains

Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs —...

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  Up until the summer of 1999, I only knew of the words "Jesus."
  I knew what was being taught in church.
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Mindful  

Startled out of nonchalant light,
Wakefulness stands at attention
Ignited flame from the eternal candle,
Energized vigil of the watchman
At the soul’s dawning daybreak
Tingling in the...

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Running through the Lost Forest of no tomorrows, my heart beats at warp speed as the hideous howls draw nearer. My thoughts briefly digress to...

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I see God in nature, surrounded in the beauty of our earth.
As God may speak with his spark of life dwelling in me,
Expressed though HIS...

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It had been a long night, an hour drive just to be with my sister. One must stay in touch with family; it’s the right...

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Once upon a weedy lawn
At Cedar Oaks Retirement Home
There sat my mother, weak and old
On an afghan knit to block the cold.

It was summer, but...

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I saw a one-legged Sandpiper
today on the beach.
I saw him land on his single pedestal,
it was an artful thing.

Entranced by his disability,
I stood transfixed with...

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Peace, Love, and God’s Greatest Gift

The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells
Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains
Both finding their way to people in...

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Lotus

Lotus petals soft with shadows
Drinking from your shallow pond,
Blossoms that compete with heaven,
With the twilight hour you bond.

Aquatic in your very nature,
Deemed fit to float...

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One day after years of searching
for that missing link 
he came along, without warning 
he meddled with the barricades 
I build... 

The things I used...

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Daddy brought it home to mother
She did not like it at all, in fact it made her angry
Those innocent tough spikey, sword-shaped leaves
Centered with white...

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Over The Horizon, Dedicated To Andrea

Beyond normal sight and imagination
Tho' perhaps a dear new sensation.
Hidden rainbows kiss blue skies
shall we issue cries?
Love begs not
Lies
to thus...

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I used to count the years, the months
The days, the hours
The minutes, even the seconds
Since the last time we spoke

I remember the moment I looked
Into...

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