Best Hours Poems

She pours him a cup of empty
From a teapot of childhood dreams
He loves the sound of her giggles
Hers is the light of a thousand moonbeams

Moonbeams...

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You were beautiful, 
my tiny child, 
wrapped tightly in my arms, 
close to my heart.
I listened to you breathing.
I counted your fingers
and your toes.
Helpless, 
you...

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your labored breathing
called out to me
and in my soul I knew
what needed to be done

I reached for the drum
to summon the spirits
called out to ancestors
and...

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    "A Near-Death Experience of A Sweetheart"



Floating through a corridor between two different Worlds
among white fluffy clouds and shimmering stars awhile wind...

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you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now

i held you in...

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Take a deep breath
Let yourself relax
Close your eyes
Come with me

Inhale
Exhale

Let me guide you
I’ll take you on a magical journey

Give in to the moment
Relax
Breathe
Close your eyes

You’re...

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She feels the wind of summer’s soft caress

and listens to the magic in its sound.

How perceptive is the poetess

who senses nature’s beauty all around.

She finds...

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This is a very long poem and I will understand if you choose not to spend the time reading it. 
It is something I wrote...

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Yesterday,

I went home for lunch,

I never go home for lunch.

When I got to our apartment 
I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key. 

Francine...

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If God gives me tomorrow
I'll try to stop crying
unlike this dark night
where I fear that I'm dying

If He gives me tomorrow
I'll let go of today
I'll...

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Shadowed in the silent room, the daylight's nearly gone
Dusk climbs in through window glass, with one last ray of sun
I start the task, climb on...

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When I was just a wee one
          my mom taught me to dance
   ...

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It's been ten long years now since that awful tragedy
When a stranger I didn't know, gave his life to save me
I was on the edge...

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It was in late October in the year nineteen seventy three
That the war in South Vietnam was finally over for me
I boarded the seven o...

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I have never seen a flower blush when I took it's hue
and held it there a prisoner captive to my view.

I have always heard the...

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