Best Contemplation Poems

countless stars scattered
across obsidian sky
frosty breath lingers...

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I looked outside my window, 
just the other day
As I watched the old trees leaves,
they slowly fell away
As slowly one by one did fall
With no pain, no hurt at all
Just the whispers of the trees 
That still had all their leaves

What a lovely thing to...

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What's a necktie 
dangling for?

     Too stiff, too thin 
     to be scarf, a bib 
     or an apron,

Too smooth to be 
a hankie,

     too short to be 
...

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When next you sit 
And contemplate
The emptiness 
Of your life,
Perhaps you'll muse
Past old mistakes,
Old Lovers,
And their lies.
Too many moments
Slip silently away
Longing for the past;
And moments mount
Against the day
To win the war at last.
With your lifetime spent
And no reserve,
Where will your last 
Days find you:
Contemplating the...

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Do you recall the fields of flowers, that swayed and shifted their stance
as the wind swirled around them?
Do you recall the leaves that floated in such stillness upon the puddled rain?
Their orange and yellow glow contrasted against the gray cloud reflections..
Do you recall the racing...

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'Whatever love means' says a future king long ago and it makes me think
How harsh those words were but tinged with poetic beauty that stirs my soul
To contemplate the question

The journey of requited love
How liking what you see about yourself
Through anothers eyes
Draws you to them...

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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...

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A Contemplation
	
	
	the woman 
	I told you about 
	was taken 
	off 
	life support 
	today 
	
	she is getting 
	what she 
	finally 
	wanted 
	from life:
	
	death from life 
	
	
	
		
	12.18.2013...

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Surrounded by people, yet alone.
My only respite....the telephone.
Longing for voices, having never heard.
Hearing voices that could only unnerve. 
Day after day, they blend together.
One's only hope, they don't go on forever.
Pain and sorrow, that's what life brings.
No three little birds melodies pure and sweet sings.
Cast...

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When we are young 
Only dreams dance in our heads
Lover’s trysts 
Holding hands a bliss

Then comes the trifecta of darkness
The long hours job
The stack of bills on the table
The divorce lawyer taking what’s left

I ponder and contemplate
As I sit on my throne
How to did it...

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To those who praise
the nation
as supreme -
hear me out.
To those who say
the individual
is the only thing
that counts,
let me tell it to you plain:
what sum exists
without the addends
that created it?
And let me say it again:
can you fill in the answer
without knowledge of A and B?
Well until...

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Villanelle for Dr. Ram Mehta
A great challenge and inspiration!

                      
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Thoughts are dancing in the shadows
Thoughts are strolling with the fireflies
Lazy thoughts quicken my resting...

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Desert blown mystic mist,
tumbling sands of roving sun,
shadows tell your passing,
with dunes though never one.

The grain upon a lizard tail,
tale of reptile life,
brushed to killing hawk feathers,
gecko blood on beak like knife.

Soaring sand child seaward,
drop from thermal height,
roll among the mighty waves,
be part of ocean's...

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when life’s path
was wide and long
our dreams and goals
were one and strong

we got engaged
and then we wed
and opened doors
that lay ahead

and when rules changed
in life’s great game
we changed our ways
but stayed the same

we ran down hills 
and trudged up sands
to grasp the new world
in our...

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The arch and the gate at the church late on.
At dusk. The path. The birds.
The chiselled lines that tell of lives long gone
And the moss that shrouds those words....

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