Best Inviting Poems

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Even if moonlight is broken
and wild flowers bloom
beneath a stolen sun
lost in a dawning song,
sung in off key silhouettes
along a chorale reef
drenched in caramel pages
of forgotten ink...

amidst an ocean’s marathon,
waving to popsicle patrons,
melting your smile
in every sweetness now
clinging to shirt tails
of written directions
leading away…

we will...

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O to tune in to good times of childhood—
To re-live gone-by years, not just to brood,
To lighten dust-laden baggage’s dead tare,
To unburden mind of deadwood afloat, 
To fast-forward to dusky days of old, 
To turn over life’s leaf now withered brown,
To try see if it...

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A Very Inviting Temptation!

I remember of a particular situation.
I was offered a very "inviting" temptation.

The situation I was in... I didn't belong!
And lost any sense of  "right and wrong."

At first... I felt no guilt or shame.
And brought embarrassment
 to my family's name.

I tried to...

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I left the village and trudged towards the small wood,
Junipers, covered with berries that looked so good.
It was an inviting place many knew about
It was luck I found it, few cared I have no doubt.
In the middle, a pond cherished by lots of fish,
Around willow...

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When the chilly weather arrives to northern zones: 
feel its frigidity slowly enter the tiny pores of your skin,
and penetrate your unprepared and shivering bones...
snow may be coming soon, even before the jolly Christmastime;
and if snowflakes is what you crave, hear those silver bells chime.



If...

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It seems more obvious
good humor and aggressive violence
do not require linguistic nuances
to convey their fundamental Positive and Negative faith.

Messages of eco-centric privilege and underprivilege
and overprivileged
ego-centric and anthro-centric
(0)Riginal Intent
of PositivEnergy Democracy.

And yet it could be true
that guile, spelled unspilled bile,
and integrity,
LeftTruth with SacredRight Beauty,
also could be...

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the sea's inviting...
should i go for a deep dive?
the white pebble beach...

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She sat for hours 
Needle in hand
Stitching in silence 
Inviting medleys 

She stitched together 
Hues happy and glad
Brilliant and vibrant 
Inviting medleys

She threaded her needle
Gently with patience 
Taking time to create 
Inviting medleys 

She laced each stitch 
Careful, a caress
Against soft fabric 
Inviting medleys 

She...

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In his arms it feels so warm and cozy.
Not a worry in the world have we.
Very happy and content, feeling life is rosy,
I cannot think of another place I'd rather be.
Time with him is my stress release.
I wish I could stay with him this way...

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Signal in the sky
A pumpkin, fierce, glowing
Showing teeth

Tells of a certain graveyard
Where the dead moves again

Ghosts float
Chains rankles along the ground
Surely causing noise

The haunted house
Located right next to graveyard 
Inviting the undead

There is a lone light on within
Is there really someone home?

Just a ruse
To get...

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September 13 Scripture Meditations Based on Matthew 11-13

Key Verse – Matthew 11:28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR INVITING ME TO COME UNTO YOU

Thank You for inviting me to come...

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In Youth, Life's Wild Tracks Seem So Inviting

Those years I spent racing down wildest tracks
majestic and sweet wild-cards were playing.
Always when needed, finding one-eyed jacks
that bounty kept me from ever straying.

Gamble life and laugh at possible cost
O' how youth can blindly crash open doors.
Always thinking...

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Take my hand come fly with me 
Come dance on the moon and the stars
They're playing our song on mandolins
And strumming their little guitars

Come sail with me we'll take to the sea
I promise it'll be worth your while
Tap into your soul as I gaze in...

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Memories of Bach

At 17, I performed a solo ballet to Bach
Below a sparkling sky,
On a park’s open green grass.
The choreography flowed.  
I was well-rehearsed.
The opportunity, special, before 
Some of our gathered city’s spectators.
This genius: Bach.
This glorious cantata:
 “Jesu,]oy of Man’s Desiring.”
And, I, the young...

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morning sun
beckoning
fall adventure



posted on July 31, 2018...

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