Best Placeswrite Poems
A new morning once again,
promising difference from others before.
Beautiful this morning as I write with pen
and I feel my spirit soar.
I cannot help but stand in awe
of all that I see before me.
Once again, I hear the call
to write of what my eyes see.
Quiet subdues the great expanse
of the forest to the mountains beyond.
A hawk overhead in the great distance
circles steadily and then is gone.
The sky takes on a hazy look
with the sun not quite coming through.
It is to me as if nothing took
away from this beautiful view.
This day for me holds promises anew
as I see it's quiet start.
Opportunities in this day will come to
strengthen and encourage my heart.
Douglas L. Ace
We write to please
As we are pleased to write
Our writing grows from our inner sight
All shapes and forms
Are written down
We grace the page, our writings gown
We write so differently
You and me
Our comments are gracious, for all to see
From all over our globe
On the Soup appear
Nationalities of many, in writing sincere
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