Best Hope And Love Poems

Mind Dance

I hear you calling me
I feel you on the wind
Playing with my hair
Grazing my cheek
With kiss’s shadow

Upon your distant shores
Perched on craggy rocks
Upon sunlit parched cliffs
I receive you

I feel the whispers
Of the past
I hear the moans
Of the lost ones
The forgotten ones

I am here
We are...

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Listen, my fellow dreamers, 
But listen with your heart,
And hear the silent music of which we're all a part.

Cover your ears, my dreamers, 
Lest the worldly tunes drown out
The inner magic symphonies of what life's all about.

Listen, listen, listen,  
And hear the song of...

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Waiting to be free


I am dying, but not like anybody who died.
I am living, but in the rainbow, I do reside. 
How much longer will I go until secrets unveil?
My mind cannot comprehend, but my heart will decide.
My problems are too simple, my remedy complex;
Love...

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Your Love Redeemed My Faith In Hope
 

Across the dance floor, your soft sashaying gown flew
with its bright waving gleams of silver dust and blue;
within that blessed gaze, lonesome heart jumped a beat
seeing those golden slippers on your dainty feet,
feeling love's welcomed arrows shot by...

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While gelid breezes of winter, quiver emotions of decaying rays,
And arc of horizon cedes to dusk, evoking grimace of malaise,
Casting shadows tenebrous, shrouding glimmer of a slowing day,
Desperate hope lingers still, in resplendence of autumn’s decay;

Gawking in yonder, where gamboge-orange woodlands fade,
Reminiscing in seasons harkening,...

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Believing that marriage was ordained of God; 
that, like a seed, it needed constant nurturing, 
she sowed her deep devotion with a hope 
that stretched beyond an ordinary scope. 
That hope scanned schisms that had left her desolate-
until it reached the heavens with her prayers.

Time...

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For God so loved this sinful world, He gave us all His son;
That we might live with Him one day, when life on Earth is done.
No greater love was ever known, no greater gift bestowed,
And for the love He sacrificed, no greater debt’s been owed.
...

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This morning I wrote a poem
about a yellow heart 
pining for red fusion,
in a desperate attempt
to shake the fruit
that never 

falls

And tonight I am alone
without tangerine lips
or the temptation of apple,
carefully watching familiar verses 
unravel themselves
and fanatically dance around
like a final punctuation mark
or an overused...

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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 rose again-
The keys of hell were taken.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son of God was dead.
Sunday, when He rose again-
Trembling demons...

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My Parting Gifts…

Goodbye, my son, my only king.
You are my love, your name I sing. 
My wish was more to be with you,
to be with you, and see you through.
It is my fate to leave you now. 
My dread was this, to tell you how.
I’m...

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Only love transcends the infinite skies,
Through portals of passion that resonate…
Vibrations amongst wings of butterflies,
Reaching distant dormant eyes to dilate.

My love shall find your hibernating heart,
Daunting desolate debris building walls…
To paint your smile upon exquisite art,
Our love to bravura in heavens halls.

Whispers of amour in...

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Across the dance floor, your soft sashaying gown flew
with its bright waving gleams of silver dust and blue;
within that blessed gaze, lonesome heart jumped a beat
seeing those golden slippers on your dainty feet,
feeling love's welcomed arrows shot by Cupid's bow
knowing that most treasured gift would...

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In evening eyes an ember’s gleam I see
emotions ripple from your depths and spread
across your surface known to be glassy
are ripened waves of passion crashing red

Now crocus of your crave in bloom and flare
on bed of saffron petals - spice we seize
in festival of lust...

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I write when beauties step into my heart
and when the Muse unveils her very art.

I write when to a wonder, my soul leaps
and when the warmest of bliss is spilled heaps.

I write when Nature reigns and sends her scent
and when allured to my Self give...

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When I awake to dawn’s light
I long to pray for God’s insight
For His grace through the day
And mercy to help me along my way

When I feel alone and afraid
I go to God with all my thoughts
Reach out to Him with sincerity
And He always answers reassuringly

When...

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