Best Good Will Poems

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A soft yellow ember,
the sun is arising
Horizons remember
the smile on your face

Meadowlarks sing
as the morning approaches
The start of a new day
in hues to embrace

Rose petal...

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Cotton candy swirls
on a pink flamingo sky
Late December wishes
that are slowly floating by
Apricot horizons
glowing softly ‘cross the hill
Twilight born emotions
falling on this night so still
Sweet...

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My thirst now deep ~ I long to quench
to sip this periwinkle wine
In goblets cut of harvest moons
impassioned pleas now cast of time

Tender kisses ~...

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My angel of the waters 

Dancing in the flame beneath a flickered candle's light
Moving between shadows on the floor
My every thought now focused on the...

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Come walk with me
to a heart beat in blossom
Dance in the streets
of a new foreign town

Welcome the evening
with moon beams now swaying
Under the stars
when there’s...

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Here on the night before yesterday’s dream,
twilight composers retreat
Laughing at whispers a’ flow on the stream,
happily taking a seat

Practicing meadowlark lyrics to sing,
strumming a toadstool...

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Your man 

O' fallen leaf of barren branch
doth charge my heart, my aching heart
with missing you, needing you
On sun dried earth I lay,
grasping at my...

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She stood amidst the tropic breeze
the girl with blue Aruba eyes
Between the fruiting mango trees
neath pastel sunset shimmered skies

Meandering this summer’s eve
we stroll the shoreline...

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Since you have washed over me
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Drifting on a meandering stream
where clover dance and ripples direct my thoughts
to the promises of a new day

I dream I...

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For every grain of sand the ocean shoreline comes to move
To count them all a task so very long
Fill your hand with grains that come...

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At 3am you become your own philosopher, categorizing
the different genres of humans and wondering
if you fall even remotely close to anyone on the spectrum.
You debate...

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Beneath this soft...dark silent sky  

 
 
 
Beneath this soft…dark silent sky
as starlight teardrops weep
in moon glow feathered sonnets…
my heart waits
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Clinging to...

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Friday, three days prior;
The Son was scourged and bleeding.
Sunday, when He rose again-
A spotless Lamb proceeded.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son had cried: “forsaken?”
Sunday, when He...

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The sweet breeze through the window
asks nothing as unseen birds call.
It asks nothing of the sun
as it sweeps across yards,
yet it whispers to waking dreams.
My...

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If you were mine... 

If you were mine…our footsteps would   

dance on moonlit verandas
while candle lit shimmers enticed my smiled reflections
with your arms...

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