Best Elated Poems

She Touched The Water

My muse
touched the waters
of a spring fed river
She had a special gift to deliver
Releasing the inspiration 
from deep within her
She said “...

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Smile, O spring, smile, upon crimson arc of morning
Grinning through willows filtering golden sunbeams,
Sparkling from eyes of dew, glinting realms pristine,
Reveling through prairies, giggling tenor...

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That first glimpse of purple in the gloaming
As dawn softly rises in morning skies 
Ascending along with nature's colors
Is a look of faith and hope...

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I hear the howling at the moon
           as nightbirds then begin to croon
The cricket’s dance...

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Quote: A man can fail many times, but he isn’t a failure until he begins to blame somebody else.
John Burroughs
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Inspired by life’s goals, winners are...

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For years before the narrow windows of my senses
                ...

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POTD 19 September 2017

Apprehensively I tramp with my lamp - through a path shrouded in gloom
Silvery shafts of light entwine and fight through foliage as...

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I want to ride a zebra

   and race the rays of radiance
       through heat-waves’ sailing gradients -

...

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It took place shortly after   and the stage was set
before words      before ink     ...

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Light breezes moan through dawn's cracked window
I, wrapped in ivory silk, you as always, linger in place
Anticipating our morning ritual, sleepy desires move
Pleasured senses guide...

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It was Christmas Eve and I was at the airport,
Not a soul in sight, almost deserted, it was 10.00 pm,
Only two hours before Christmas day,
Perhaps...

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Fireflies danced amongst the shrubs,
Nocturnal fragrance filled the garden,
Sweet melodies of violin
Wafted into the serenity 
Of our quiet neighbourhood.
How could I not dream of my...

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A continued state of joy is not solely based on
feelings and emotions.

It is more than a haha or a hee hee; It's much 
bigger than...

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If I were a tree in a garden
In silence I would stand strong
UNIQUE and BEAUTlFUL

My soul would feel blessed
To give life to other living beings
From...

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Anyday and Sundays,
breathless with the word,
anticipation - he will show up.
  It is the shout of Jericho,
    as we walk out...

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