Best Skim Over Poems

Dark night flees,
And the first incandescence rays
Of the glorious golden sun
Skim over the haughty hilltops
And filter through the dew-wet leaves
Of the tall and stately pines.
A new day dawns.
My sleepy eyes slowly open wide.
I see a bright and summery sky,
A world of unsurpassed beauty,
Nature’s best incomparable...

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the bright monitor
glares through inky darkness--
a clock ticks

My heart lurches painfully in my chest as my mind tries to process what I'm seeing. My mug of coffee sits on the coffee table -- how fitting -- beside my laptop, releasing its unique aroma into the...

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Mighty ocean, you roar with thunderous waves. 
                     My ears are keen to their wanton call
         ...

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“Put on the dauntless spirit of resolution”. ~ By William Shakespeare
 
Meet this dweller of the icy continent
Among the few, he is the chief occupant
Out in that territory, it is freezing cold
With nothing but a sea of whiteness to behold
In this far stretching desert of...

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' The  Survival  of  The Fittest '
 (The Holy Bible)


(2 Tim. 3: 16, 17/ Matt. 4: 4)


Down Thru The Ages of Our Histories
The Survivor Stands Thru Time, Victoriously
The Survivor Stands Triumphant Over Its Enemies
Against All Odds  - It Wins Hands Down,...

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?Writing poetry, to me is like a form of catharsis. You are exposing all of your feelings and letting it all hang out. We often are exhibiting extrovert tendencies to cover up our introvert ones. It is called a compensation reaction. We want to be...

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Delicate bonds woven into cobwebs of complex relationships,
Intricate strings spun into bundles of heavy responsibilities;
Confusing problems sewn into patterns of puzzling circumstances,
Strands of forgotten,unkept promises annealed into heedless betrayals;
Rings of dark,mysterious sins forged into chains of salvation and penitence,
Abstract ideas and unsaid words lost in...

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For my husband on our Anniversary, May 19, 2010
 
 
“Look at how the turtles swim,”
I say, as we stand in the wooden
Japanese gazebo overlooking
the muddy green pond below,
while bumble bees buzz around
the fragrant hanging purple wisteria
 
and skim over the turtles moving
by in tandem...

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 Waking up from a sound sleep
I felt unusually light
Wasn’t sure what had come about
But was shocked at the eerie sight

In the place of my hands
Had sprouted a pair of wings
My mouth had pointed and curved like a beak
Words came out like twittering songs

My long...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Eleven

Once a wounded turtle dove ground out its pain in a bare poplar
When autumn sunset bid bitter farewells to the lone star
Three black liana lassies trudging homeward swayed to strains:
‘It’s not a second, Seven seconds away,’ from Africa

One...

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Come fly with me in my hot-air balloon.
We'll skim over mountain tops very high.
see golden sun replaced by silver moon
as stars weave tapestry in ebon sky.

With freedom we'll fly like birds in the air,
in and out of clouds, dodging sudden storm.
watch lightning's fingers spread everywhere,
see...

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"Whatever you vividly imagine, ardently desire, sincerely believe, and enthusiastically act upon... must inevitably come to pass!"
                            ...

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We race through the night
Our minds intertwined
Brazen abandon
Our only design

We swoop through the air
Her fine feelers quiver
A shooting star flares
We gracefully whirl

My hands on her back
I feel her deep purr
Tingling my skin
And stirring her fur

I feel her thoughts
As she feels mine too
Full of mischief and...

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My miracle solution to an everyday disaster
Fingers are weak.  Can’t type any faster

A swarm of thoughts that just keep coming
My cowardly ways, keep me running

Frantically recruiting a place of solitude
A tranquil setting to let my feelings loose

An overflow of words begin to spill
Priming a...

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God created the world
in 6 days, and from the
seventh on, after a brief 
pause

He, nor us, have ever
entirely rested – 

Why must it be,
either or~Evolution
or Creation?

Why not both? -- 

I stand on the mount
of existence, looking
off, into known and
even greater yet to be
defined and explored

sensing...

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