Best My Weary Soul Poems

...Conducted by the Hands that gave them voice
Sweet songs of evening soothe my weary soul.
Oh, how I love to hear the birds rejoice
As frogs and insects hum adagio.

Each night I sit and watch the......

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...My mind to arms to hands to oars to lake

               I cleave the sunrise glass-like surface, still

With just my lonely friend, a mallard drake

               Thus set adrift, my thou......

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...Your laughter dances like the morning breeze,
A gentle balm that heals my hidden pain.
Your touch, a summer's kiss upon the trees,
Brings life to places cold as winter's reign.

Within your gaze......

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...If only this path would lead somewhere,

To rest my weary soul there. 

A place on the way where I could stay,

And look back over my shoulder and say,

Thank you for the path I’ve walked,

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...i repudiate this clock on the wall
each moment frozen of time
lashes back in internal strokes
against my weary soul

its ticking erupts
like thunderous echoes
within the confines
of my tortur......

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...When I need an uplift for my weary soul and to clear my muddled mind.
I slowly cruise along a country road to see what treasures I might find.
I leave behind the frenzied traffic on the four-lane i......

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...In draining sand I trace the line
the tide has made in bubbles, fine,

where scalloped wavelets sloped in foam,
halt the ocean’s wide ro......

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...This barren desert hot and dry
as noonday sun is beating down;
I’ve walked for miles, no one in sight,
and over head the buzzards fly
awaiting death to end my plight.
My throat is dry, my skin p......

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...Sapphire clouds on pink mountains
Sky of lemon 
Deeper into the inversions of my mind
Reality is this vivacious hum
Singing the blues
My prayer book of gold
Contemplation....
Eyes watching the......

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...Breezes of a summer night,

gently blew into my open

bedroom window as i

laid there so restless and

desperately trying to bring

sleep to my weary soul.

Eyes closing, sending me to

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...This Load I Carry…

Along the road of life, 
I carry a large load…
It feels quite heavy…  
As I travel a “bumpy” road.

This load I carry is often 
difficult to bear…
At times, I stu......

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...this clock on the wall, echoes through my heart's lonely walls
it laughs in seconds the pulsation of years long past
its hands stroke the circumference of my soul it thralls
it writhes against my ......

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...Heaven knows we need recovery from life 
like wounded birds of prey we need respite 
from those cankerous inkly thoughts of night
for when a tree falls all creatures live in rife 
Only a bright s......

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...The River carries words softly,
her rhythm, my cadence,
her flow, my home.

I drift where the stars fall,
their light a map I cannot follow—
only feel.

Deeper now, the River’s current hums.
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...In the depths of my weary soul, I ponder,
Upon the choices made and paths forsaken.
A wistful whisper echoes, a song of wonder,
Of the road I did not take, now left unawakened.

Through veils of......

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