Best More Than Life Itself Poems

Love is in the air
One can tell by the fields of clover
That adorns the hillside
The scent of jasmine, the taste of honey
We only need stop and observe
All the many wonders of the world
To realize how much we have to be thankful for
The soft warm breeze...

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You were a little creation in lifes making
Which sadly has left my heart on the breaking.
A grandchild created not to live on this earth 
At least in heaven youve given this ctuel world wide berth.

And i can only imagine what your life could have been
In...

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You would think at this ripe old age of eight-six
Love and romance would no longer be foremost in my thoughts
Well that is so very far from the truth, it's laughable
This is what I had envisioned when I was a much younger lad
Always thought love would...

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Titanium, 
Strong mental minded, behind it
Looking for the lost and found, but can't find it.
Sharp energy intense, timed it
No one can see the future - I guess we’re all blinded.

Strong like gorilla, softer than blue, skys above your head sunny afternoon.
Delicate delight, delicious every bite...

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On some English grass
On a piece of land forever England
Warriors of the realm
Take holy orders, on their Fathers grave
To defend the honour of their local pub
For this is the noble art of Sunday league Football

The crowds bay for blood
Shouts of foul and blind as a...

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You would think at this ripe old age of seventy-eight

Love and romance would no longer be foremost in my thoughts

Well that is so very far from the truth, it's laughable

This is what I had envisioned when I was a much younger lad

Always thought love would...

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One can tell by the fields of clover

That adorns the hillside

The scent of jasmine, the taste of honey

We only need stop

And observe all the wonders of the world

To realize how much we have to be thankful for

The soft warm breeze of a summer morning

The snow...

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“It is that life itself, fully awake, fully active, 
fully aware that it is alive. It is spiritual wonder.”
Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation

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Dark rain penetrates
tender leaves, swells spirits, sparks
dormant roots to life.

Like a god, Your star
ascends; with wonder and grace
shines Your mighty face!...

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My life is like a train 
where passengers enter in leave 
they turn into my reverie 
on this tiresome journey 

This journey is so long 
but it always seems short 
coz' time flies away soon 
and nothing stays for long 
neither my reverie nor my...

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I am unhappy
in this situation,
and yet. . .
Does not a dandelion
blossom even when alone,
praying to a desolate street lamp?



Poem's title attributed to Edgar Cayce....

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The world is bad,

Cold, hard, bad.

Life is good,

But, not like this.

Evil people doing evil things.

But, the good is not seen,

Because all the bad overrides all good.

So, no one sees the good,

But, the ones who do it.

And that is….

Life itself....

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You were a little creation in lifes making
Which sadly has left my heart on the breaking.
A grandchild created not to live on this earth 
At least in heaven youve given this ctuel world wide berth.

And i can only imagine what your life could have been
In...

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Life itself is one big classroom

Written by Dean Masciarelli

Wednesday, June 23, 2010


Change your way of thinking

Instead of  trying to change 
someone else 

And do your best to stay focused

And by doing so 

Every day will be a work in progress

But just try to remember...

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At last on my deathbed
I reach for two words

The ones often transient
or sadly unheard

As my eyes close forever
to journey anew

Two words mark my passing
a final “Thank You”

(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2022)...

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as it exists now
a time and place
where I can never return
in the reality of 
distant dimensions
tucked in memory 

more real than life itself
here and gone
unattainable
alive and thriving
energy pulsating
imbued with the vital spark
as in some surreal vortex

an open door leading
across to the other side



AP: 3rd place...

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