Best Marvelled Poems

 WHO WAS SHE

I intuited the radiance before
I even laid eyes on her
Moving with a self-assured poise
that came from deep within
was a quintessence of a woman
of ageless assurance and beauty

What WAS it?

That layered her with a divinity,
incomparable sensuality redefined

Captivated by her timeless elegance
reading her essence...

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The year is 2025
I have come back to my past
To witness the Mayans
Who said Earth would not last

2012
Was the year they declared
That the planet we knew
Could never be spared

An Asteroid shower
We could never comprehend 
Sends this heaven to hell
In catastrophic spend

The first to hit
Was the...

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Below a Douglas Fir tree one beautiful moonlit night
I sat there with my Missy as we viewed a lovely sight

The aurora borealis was lighting up the sky
Then something to my right suddenly caught my eye

A gem from outer space tore across the cobalt blue
Leaving behind...

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The Mexican midsummer sun
beamed down mercilessly, vertically,
so that men's heads and shoulders glowed
but their faces, and every human expression,
disappeared, dark and intense in the radiant noon,
and their bodies were illuminated 
only for a moment at a time
with the pounding of arms and legs.
From almost as...

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With my blue eyes
I watched you find the lost
The place that should have always been
That place absent of shame and sin
Colour separation was meant to be thin

Like a little girl
You found peace love and fun
You were able to be the free one
No fear of a...

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‘She’s on again - the annual campin’ trip regatta,
and we’ve got ourselves together for our plans to Wonnangatta. 
The high country; you can’t beat it for the peace and quiet
unless of course some plans get changed that nearly cause a riot.

Flamin’ ‘Dangles’ has to go...

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As long as stars have dotted nighttime skies
  Has man sought to unlock their mystery.
    We gaze upon their spark with marvelled eyes
As others have throughout all history. 

No other sights their beauty can discount
  In waves throughout the cosmic...

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The day was bright and sunny
The temperature was high
The birds were singing sweetly 
High up in the clear blue sky

The babbling brook was babbling
To the sighing of the trees
The butterflies were coasting
Way up high upon the breeze

I gazed at all the wonders
Mother nature had in...

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I have travelled through the cluttered corridors of my tired mind countless times. 
I have reached deep into the dark abyss of my captive soul and in that profoundly disturbing darkness, I went searching to find myself. 
I heard the screeching of my soul in...

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This is a journey, a trip call it what you will
It follows the footsteps of my ancestors, and allows my thoughts too spill

Firstly let me take you back, to tell you so little of my past
Indigenous I am, from the "Stolen Generations" I did not...

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Checkered Past

I put out our checker board and pulled out your special chair
Imagined your delightful laughter, as if you were sitting there

That twinkle in your eye, that inspirational glee
Then before I knew it, you were really sitting there with me

You told me we'd been granted...

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Poem By THOMAS LAM HSI


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE...

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Moon flower

You lay on white cotton sheets with the hospital logo imprinted
on the cloth and on the fabric of your life talcum powder for
your bed sores anorexic washed out gastric spittle dribbling
from ulcerous mouth facing what had to come no more shine
no radiant beauty just...

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A hot wind blew that day 
as I gazed down from the 
hills of Tintagel
to the emerald sea and white foam below
that crashed against ancient rocks
and marvelled at ruins 
that once was Camelot......

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My Grandfather's Grocer Shop

I was born in Liverpool - England and
I remember back to when I was a child
how I marvelled at the way things were done
in my Grandfather's Grocer shop. in the early 1950s.
I saw him getting a portion of butter and
by using two...

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