Best G Poems

~ Yolanda was--her name ~    Featuring:) Leonora Galinta

From a hell storm,
A mighty she-devil took on its form
Like a woman scorn ascending from the sea
Haiyan whipped across the central Philippines,
A deadly typhoon, maximum winds of around 315 
Terrorizing the fragile mind before making...

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Attitude can be nurtured and changed
By you in spite of what has happened in your day
Confident people master it quickly
Despite what they are enduring
Enthusiasm is a side benefit that
Fosters team work positivity and friendship
Give yourself a break if you
Have had a bad day. We all...

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MY CLOUD by JOHN G. LAWLESS


I don’t remember asking…..			
yet I am still hearing a babbling brook
of mindless chatter rolling pebbles
through my ears and across my mind.
Noisome, acridly scented, sounds,
a Charlie Brown like… wah–wah-wah
droning in the background of my life.
“You can’t say that!”  “It might...

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Grouchy is a grubby feeling,
with the nasty taste of blah;
makes you out of sorts with living,
the opposite of hurrah.

You don’t like anything 
you used to really love;
instead of giving kisses
you would rather pinch or shove.

You are bored to tears;
your toys - worn out and old;
you...

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For many many years her dream was denied
Every month she prayed, every month she cried

Hospital investigations she painstakingly endured
Sadly she was infertile and this couldn’t be cured

She spoke to her husband about adoption
It gave them hope – it was a possible option

Application forms completed, then...

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~Paintings~
(Acronet)


P*ad 
A*nd paint
I*llustrate
N*ew many ideas
T*errific paintings 
I*nspire all to create
N*on-stop delightful moments
G*reat paintings to study, enjoy
S*hows,  displaying artwork are great.

S*atisfying and so beautiful
G*reat paintings for all to behold
N*ice colours in that Rembrandt
I*nteresting subjects
T*ones and hues are great
N*othing equal this
I*mpasto
A*rtwork
P*aint.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010


July.14.2016



~Author's Notes:

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JOE WHITE

Back in 1880 you will find, Joe White he was about.
The Brumby runner master mind. Of this I'll leave no doubt.
He took from Mugan station, 600 Brumbies yes my friend.
Had the best riders of the nation, on which he could depend.
From Mungindi to Sydney...

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U...are the greatest gift from God

Got…to understand it is you that will always make a positive difference

Love...will embrace your soul unconditionally 

Yourself...and others like you, are the reason good exists in this world...

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KEEPING UP WITH THE DOW JONESES 

These here are the indisputable facts
I was born on the right side of the tracks
WITH People who only smiled if their stocks or equity increased
If not they wouldn’t have minded becoming deceased

They had big cars, big bucks and big...

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G O D

God my professor who does not sit on a stool at the head of the class correcting exam papers with their columns of graphite-filled dots with each question being multiple choice and the last choice reading “none of the above” even you may...

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**********************"G"**************************

                 Gratefully I gaze gainfully into gemini. 
                 A graphic gateway into our...

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English experimental poet Brian Strand
created the 'footle' poetic brand
His original ..a two line trochee
activated a 'footle(s)' impulsive spree...

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Each day remember not,forgive my sin
                     My Lord,within


In worship as I praise
to You my hands I raise;
and know you as You are,
close up,not from afar

Each...

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The sky looks blue and alluring
The lovers look tired but enduring
Clinging to love which has waned and disappearing
As memories of yesterday kept on interfering

Love looked so real and true
Filled every night with warmth untrue
Made them believe in peaceful bliss
Which did not go beyond the deceitful...

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It is so lonely under the starry sky.
Our soul shells washed away with the speed of life.
Emotion bones faded.
With an empty eye of own skeletons,
they count the stars on the cosmic vault,
seeking for the meaning of the life show. 
* 
Surrounded by a multitude -...

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