Best Partakes Poems

A child lights our way in life...
The greatest gift there is to be.
They suppress our selfish inclinations...
They set our passions free.

They give sense to our mortality.
They put narcissism in its place.
With a child... you're a family
To mark your time and space.

There's nothing more unsettling
Than those...

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A garden presents a most beautiful sight
When seen from afar in a much broader light,
For there in a setting with all that surrounds,
Its total of beauty and color abounds.

To observe much too closely, study and dwell,
Inspect every flower and leaf very well,
Will quickly cancel the...

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How many are realities? Is a question, 
How many one actually wants? Is option?  
Monism, like single-focus telescope, stands firm,
While dualism, like binoculars, less confirm...!

I who see the flower observe the bee as well,
That, like unidentified guest, within it dwell;
I focus on flower, yet,...

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A stranger on a distant shore
Sailing, a tall tower along the 
trembles, of an open sea
I look and see with vision and 
wonder, where my destiny partakes
A traveler of a vessel, in the distance 
glory
I jump, I leap, breathing in the salty 
air
Wind flowing gently...

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Shavuos, a holiday with two different faces
     One in an uncultivated desert
     The other on a cultivated farm...

  On Shavuos itself Jews soar to the highest of heights
     But this poem's about...

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~Dancing Faeries~
( Monorhyme poem)


As I see the land on the prarie
I'm here just sneaking on faerie
They all swirl and dance so merry
til they see a troll thats really scary

Then they all soar and hide with Carey
He'll cover them and be very wary
Meanwhile the rest waltz...

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Signal sweet sights
Pain pressures plight
Asking appeals
Reach ripe reveal
Keep kindred kind
Leave lousy lines
Endings entwine


Succinct sound stakes
Prime print partakes
Apt aim attest
Rich robust rest
Kind keepsake knot
Linger late lot
Embrace embloc


See-saw splendour
Peace prize plunders
Axe agenda
Real rider rows
Kneeling knave knows 
Learn lots lively
Endure envy


Sight settles sound
Prize pays profound
Align around
Right response rounds
Knave...

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I write upon my twisted trails of fairytales
Whereby some arcane beauty is defined
As meek blonde girls sweeping the coals
No chance to dance at balls
Hoping only for pity from some magic elf
Or a royal's fetish for tiny feet

But now she's shattering those mirrors of deceit
crossing out...

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“If a child's mother be wisdom, his Father is  pleased!”

The word of wisdom is mother as love,

If child’s mother is found in wisdom’s  words,

Mother speaks wisdom from Father above,

Lively mother exalts in life’s word surge.

As child partakes in milk of it’s mother,

His exhale...

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HARK, whilst thee singeth melody,
gauged labyrinths midst harmony,
ransom subconscious, placed thee free,
persuade possessed, heed thy purged glee,
beg reposed heart thy beating plea.
Themes prune labor to a degree,
song finesse thine assent of thee,
music quell sorts of thine decree
tune thy hearts, minds, souls let agree,
sensed voiced symphonic...

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Mom got up early and is in the kitchen
Preparing the breakfast for everyone
Dad's still in the bathroom and is shaving
And the beat of life goes on

The kids are busy getting set for school
One is still trying to get homework done
The others are taking things really...

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This genteel lady contemplates,
   A pensive glance across each page.
   Her book by choice; deliberates.
   This novel from a bygone age,
   A sad romantic love affair.
   With wistful smile, then vacant look,
   Partakes...

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The day does start 
When the sun awakes
No clouds in sight
 But the wind partakes.

The breeze is warm 
And the leaves will dance
The sky above
Leaves you in a trance.

Flowers in bloom
The buzzing is near
New life begins
For summer is here....

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Who is he that watches for the light of the night that will span the sky to lighten the earth
and partakes in the stillness of silence which precedes the arrival of natures shadows  that
will stand down and observe the restoration of dawn.

 A sounds...

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Poetry Soup

It’s a bit like stone soup
Remember? that old
story of famine
where everyone brings
a parcel of whatever they have
and throws it in.

PoetrySoup offers a banquet
for every taste.

Each contributor partakes
each taste is unique
yet all are fed.
No one leaves hungry....

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