Best Heart Of Gold Poems

The beauty of life, which is often unseen
I guess each of us has some sort dream

Intertwined with our ambitions and hope
Sometimes it seems so impossible to cope

Some days are blessed others are cursed 
Life; unlike a play, we don’t get to rehearse

With diligent effort we...

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Friends who are so far apart
find it difficult to help when the
sweetest, gentlest people are in need.

How we of open hearts wish we were near:
to hug, and smile and tell our Catie-Did we care.

How we too are quite alone and wish 
she’d write to us....

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Giving Thanks 

In advance, I wish to heal the mind, body, and soul
Thanking all God's creatures
Coating all my expressions from-
-Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
Conceal every worry, 
Focus on the goodness that fills my spirit with thankfulness
And, well, honored comments. 

This is a rich tribute to:
All Poetry...

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Many of you have visited me 
In this little corner of our world
Where words are measured 
And viewed as treasures
From somewhere deep within;
Yet rarely have I said, “Thank you” 
To all my poetic friends.  
For stopping by with good cheer and warmth 
Wishing me...

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A HEART OF GOLD
A
Symbol of a
Seraphic being you are,
For to the hopeless, without a
Behest a chest of hope on a platter
Of silver you offered, and the cold
Maimed, with your fur, warmth
You gave.

To
The feeble minded
In the battle against cruel fate.
Courage for conquest you gave.
To the ravenous...

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Near my heart fold is a robe made of gold
strung with fine rope of silver thread stitched hope
turbulent waves wash fabric so old
sun warmed breeze dry blows

I long for the some day 
far away on distant shore 
find a kind sun ray
while I dream about...

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Heart of Gold

She camouflages her gold
vaulted in smiles 
shrouded in humor
glimmers of hope suspended
her armor is made to shield
arrows of affection deflected

Amour was histories last dance
only a pirate of captains rank
would understand this ancient map
splintered shovel may be rusted 
sea salt takes its toll
every pirate...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Story:  Heart Of Gold
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  February/2015


      There is a little boy,  maybe 
eight years old,  in Freeport,  in the 
Bahamas, that doesn't know he's poor, 
and hustling to survive.  

       His gracious soul left me with 
a humble heart, and the...

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A heart of gold once turned to stone,
Her love so deep yet she sits alone.
Alone in her thoughts there’s still a fear,
Fear of rejection as she sheds a tear.
She lays awake most of the night,
It’s all her emotions she holds tight.

Sharing them means being real,
Her...

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I think i'm getting lost
In what seems to be a dream
This is quite possible
If you keep talking to me
My heart is beating harder
Beating within my chest
You're running across my mind 
And giving it no rest
Your eyes are worth a thousand words
And your smile a million...

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I met a sweet lady today

who has a heart as big

as can be.

She has a heart

of gold.

She was all and more

of what I had heard

about her.

She made me feel

so at ease, as I talked

with her.

She raised her son Dale

right, with old fashion

ideals and morals

grounded into...

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Her beauty was envied by maidens in her town,

She sparkles like a diamond on her purest charm.

Her scent is like a honeysuckle stings on every man.

No one  can replace the sweetness of her smile.

But beneath her glance is a broken flesh,

Torn memories happened when...

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My friend Terry dresses with style and class still to this day
You can spot her beauty, charm and pleasant aura a mile a way

On holidays she’ll enjoy an expensive bottle of Champagne
But generally it’s good wine especially when in Spain

Fancy restaurants is naturally where she...

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Weakness lies in the heart of gold,
a heart of gold can still be broken.
O man of empathy, so naive,
who gives until all has been taken.

Hearts of gold are unsustainable,
their foundations appear strong and true,
but life, stalking, like a lion, 
hiding in the tall grass, unexpected...

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Why do I do it to myself. 
why do I expect everyone to be so honest and so open
I feel like my trust has been broken so many times that i'm in denial that all people are dishonest and disloyal. 
I go into everything expecting...

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