Best Skylight Poems

Unsettling rain forgets the sun and stars.
Obscurity of hue, gray clouds in style.
A ride along, the windshield splash, the haze.
I miss the cerulean skylight days!

The...

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Fondly He crawled into her night
and pressed a kiss upon her cheek
Through skylight glass He watched the stars
counting her fervent  fleeting dreams.

Her dreams...

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If you spill your secrets to the breeze,
Don't blame the wind for laying them to light.
Once said, words are disclosed, even to trees.
And claim peace...

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Those who lash out when the heart speaks
avoid the many mirrors reflecting themselves
For in this rippled dream,
where perfect does exist
and mistakes are long gone like...

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Candle, candle burning bright,
Blow it out, without you there is no sight.
The Moon,Moon glowing white
I see it in your face pure bright as skylight
I am...

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I remember that night as if it were yesterday,
sitting and watching your chest moving rhythmically 
up and down as you took each breath.
Your face was...

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Mrs. Robin, busy as a bee
  visits my home's skylight annually
She builds a nest there carefully
  her private retreat, only I can see

She...

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Through fog, through torrential tears,
Silence soothes my inner being, right
within confines of an upper room, where
skylight strummed melodies of rain.
there I was in converse with...

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the moon stars and all
go twinkling by my skylight
lulling me to sleep...

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He said, "Old folks ain't worth nothing."
He said, "I'm thirty! and if you're over thirty you ain't nothing."
I said, "That's a lie! I'm seventy-one and...

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19 December 2010

Christmas Wreath

C  ircle band of lights indicating halo
H  alo of hope to continue the whole year round
R  ound in shape...

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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, 
but I have promises to keep, 
and miles to go before I sleep” (Robert Frost).

The woods know my...

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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, 
but I have promises to keep, 
and miles to go before I sleep” (Robert Frost).

The woods know my...

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Loneliness is now foreign, as self-destructive vest I once wore
Oblivious of monstrous foes as friends, I opened my doors
Summer, Fall, winter, Spring; pizzazz I knew...

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My dream, my undying yearning, 
Is to dwell in a dream-world of my own,
In a misty city amid teal lakes and white peaks,
Filled with clear...

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