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The Wintered Soul Among Wisteria

One need not read her horoscope to know
this woman's fate, and though wisteria
cascades sweet blooms of lavender like snow
outside her door, it's still Siberia
pervading the dimensions of her mind,
for not one fickle thought or patch of moss
can thrive where bleakest shadows are enshrined.
No bittersweet, no dew drops. . . only loss
surrounds her heart. She tries to reminisce,
but like a barren continent grown cold,
she can't perceive one particle of bliss.
She's clasping grief and cannot be consoled!
Wisteria's perfume is in the breeze,
but in her soul remains a winter's freeze.


9/24/14
For Janice Canerdy's Sonnet Poetry Contest
and now for Laura Loo's 'Best Sonnet' Poetry Contest

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Natures Gift



     It's how the stars are lit at night
     and how the dew drops glisten
     How evening shadows mock the light
     and it's how the silence listens

     From the gentle sway of trees
     that bid such fond adieu
     Songs in a summer breeze
     a voice so clear, so true

     The glory of such symmetry
     so more than fills the eye
     To the beauty of such poetry
     this hopeful heart draws nigh

     In natural peace all love is born
     To live and thrive each blessed morn

     03/14/2017

     Poem Of The Week of 3/19/2017
     Best New Poem of the Month 4/01/2017

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Who But God

Who but God could paint the evening sky
And use a brush that is a fiery torch?
Tonight, the garish sunset makes me high
In awe, I stand and watch it from my porch

Who but God could make the insects sing?
Cicadas droning on with their night song
Still better yet, to sing with legs and wings
Tonight, their cousin crickets sing along

Who but God could hang the moon and stars?
Each star a wish, the moon a silent friend
To light our nights as we live our memoirs
To pull the tides and push them back again

And yet, I understand, some don't believe
Who but God can grant them their reprieve?


    July 19 2017
  Religion or Philosophy

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Courage of Youth, Battle of Ypres, Flanders Field

Courage of Youth, Battle of Ypres, Flanders Field
(A Tribute)

Tough as nails young man with a red right hand
red-fire and whiskey ran in his blood.
Courageous seed of vast and cold hard land
quick temper, power of a surging flood.
Seeker of life, its promised mysteries
rash gambler with all he would ever own.
Born on ship in high wind swept, roaring seas
toughest warrior his town had ever grown.

Met his fate by volley of red-hot lead
buried on ground scared and battle blasted.
Aye boys, fodder that machine guns were fed
fools marching to death, long as it lasted.

Now flowers cover up and Time denies
scenes of battle torn soil and blood-red skies.

R.J. Lindley
April 23rd, 1975

SONNET-(DEATH AND WAR'S FUTILITY)
Tribute to Courage of Youth-- Second Battle of Ypres, April 22nd 1915 .

Note- added - 8-26-2017

Wiki-
The name Flanders Fields is particularly associated with battles that took place in the Ypres Salient, including the Second Battle of Ypres and the Battle of Passchendaele. For most of the war, the front line ran continuously from south of Zeebrugge on the Belgian coast, across Flanders Fields into the centre of Northern France before moving eastwards — and it was known as the Western Front.

The phrase originates from a poem titled In Flanders Fields by Canadian Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, inspired by his service during the Second Battle of Ypres. The fields were not maintained for years before they were made into a memorial. Today Flanders Fields is home to thousands of poppies.

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Found this while rummaging through some of my old poems. Decided not to edit it. Leave it as it was composed over 42 years ago..
Added the note for those not familiar with that battle and its horrific carnage, primarily from the insanity of large bodies of troops marching into direct machine gun fire.

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A Winter Rose - A Sonnet

I walk through the glistening virgin snow
That covers the sorrow of autumn’s death 
Where I find on a bush a frozen rose  
Its beauty held ageless in winter’s breath 

How I long to touch those petals again 
Those moist velvet lips that promise such bliss 
Opened in passion whispering my name 
As I drift in dreams of a breathless kiss 

Oh! To pluck this rose from the winter snow 
And hold it closely to my aching heart
And free it from that ice so bitter cold 
That now my love keeps you and me apart

But if I were to pluck this winter rose 
Would all its petals fall upon the snow? 

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Leaf

Floating down with grace and ease
Carried off by the Autumn breeze
Rich in hues of orange and red
Landing in the flower bed

What once was buzzing full of life
Now succumbs to the pruning knife
Staring up at the wilted rose
Another season comes to close

Looking for memories of this day
Not forgetting her fun filled stay
Lying amongst the rocks and sticks
I'm the one the little girl picks

Hurries home with the one she took
Placing it in her poetry book



8/05/2014

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NATURES WONDERFUL GARDEN

NATURE’S WONDERFUL GARDEN

Nature’s wonderful garden in display
display of autumn colours in array
array of beauty to share in delight
delight of birds in a picturesque sight.
Sight of swans as they fly above the ground
ground that is covered by leafs as if gowned
gowned by a blanket of colourful hue
hue of earth moistened by a misty dew.
Dew that reflects sunlights shimmering light
light that wakes up into a morning bright
Bright is the dawn as a new day ascends
ascends to where the earth and heaven blends.
Nature and seasons in a divine bliss
bliss of life and beauty to reminisce.

T.J Grén

March 2016
My first attempt at writing a chained sonnet.

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One Regret

Now walking through the autumn of my life
Where maple leaves have turned from green to gold
I watch them fall in breezes turning cold
In a whirl-wind of harmony and strife
And I ponder, on the fact that I might
In the light, as another day unfolds
Have like these dying autumn leaves, grown old
Slow, spiralling toward the pending night


Moss grows along the path where I now step
That rocky road now softened by the years
Seeing for the first time, so crystal clear
That I will leave this life with one regret
This vision, that these old eyes now behold
Those blazing  flames, when autumn leaves let go.

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A Gift of Love

Around my mom, I always felt my guilt
My conscience seemed to always take her side
Some years ago, I gave her a new quilt
I still recall the tears of joy she cried

My gift of love to warm her nights with pride
It's hand sewn patches in a ring design
It showed up at my door after she died
Inside a plain brown box tied with used twine

And though there was no note, I read her mind
She knew the message sent would be received
A gift of love, to warm, when life's unkind
She once made quilts to give to those in need

Her gift of love with message plain to see
She knew the one in need, this time... was me.



    by Daniel Turner

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Love's Alchemy is Eternal

Love’s Alchemy is Eternal

Your look, touch, and scent now so perfect pure,
Enchants my true emotions and soaring passion.
I knoweth now our love shall always endure,
As God unites our souls as one by divine action!

Our sensual passion defines love’s spirit entire,
As we caress and kiss for this moment’s bliss.
Love’s alchemy maketh our spirits soar afire,
As we embrace our lips find that deepest kiss!

Our hearts beat now in a sacred tempo of love,
That reflects our real destiny, two souls as one.
This is God’s gift to us from Heaven high above,
As we wish these magic moments of eternal fun!

By Heaven, I pray our love’s alchemy forever,
And declareth my love shan’t leave you ever!    
 
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
June 27, 2016 (Shakespearean Sonnet)

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Without Lament

I have no sorrow, for sorrow is small,
And can't be held guilty for choices made.
Reflections are scrawled on mind's darkened wall,
Will leave a stain as they begin to fade.
Time passes without a sense of motion.
Silent dreams disappear with wrinkled skin.
A traveled path teams with life's emotion.
Leads from the world not to be seen again.
Though eyes perceive what the heart desires,
Long to conceive of perfection not found.
They see the way lighted by hopeful fires.
A clear path to stay on the fateful ground.

     The distance traveled, the lifetime spent.
     Hurried times unraveled without lament.

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Coffee Colored Memories

It's quiet whisper stirs my languid mind
Inviting coffee colored memories
A young man's face with future yet defined
Each vapored breath a page in history

Familiar apparitions reappear
Whose images I dare not chase away
The roads they traveled, washed out by my tears
This morning's chill a bridge to yesterday

Then as the welcome sun breaks o'er the trees
I find myself attended by a smile
Their goodbyes echo in the rustling leaves
As I walk back alone those last few miles

While standing on the porch I get a chill
Although the morning breeze has now grown still


               Sept 11 2016

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Sleeping Beauty

It seems you only appear whilst I am asleep,
teasing rapid eye movement to awake and weep.
You hide, so I wonder how beautiful you must be,
fulfil my desires and give me the chance to see.
I believe you have beauty, eyes have never seen,
which allures me to places I have never been.
Maybe you were sculpted by Michelangelo's hands,
DaVinci drew you a smile only he understands,
Rembrandt's hand trembled at the sight of your grandeur, 
maybe you are the one, Raphael's angels adore.
Your image mirrors Cleopatra's unique class,
which fades at daylight, regrets begin to amass.

I do not know your name, Silent remains the tongue,
yet I fondly believe in my heart you belong.

Silent One
23 May 2018

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SCARRED LAND

SONNET – SCARRED LAND

The trees were leafless, burnt, the branches charred, 
the ground covered by blackened forms; ashen.
The golden soil turned gray, the earth scarred,
nature’s conversion in fearsome fashion.
But then the world opened for a new life,
first the harshness of land, and of being,
to discover the richness, culture rife,
of life, a land of plenty worth seeing.
Landscape sculptured like a woman; to see,
with beauty and form for eyes to adore.
Breathtaking was the view, vast land and sea,
life’s gifts as female form‘s love to explore.

Scarred would be life before revival,
an inherent part of love’s survival.


T.J Grén

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STUNNING SPRING

Trees wear a gown of bright emerald green
Where birds are nesting in branches up high
Parents shield fledglings so they can’t be seen
Until they can spread their new wings and fly

Daffodils dance in the warm zephyr breeze
Bees buzz seeking out these pretty flowers
Yellow pollen doesn't make the bees sneeze!
They will pollinate blooms for many hours

Young lambs gamboling around in the fields
Birds fly high in the sky of azure blue
I love the spring season where nature yields
Our earth’s a stunning place for me and you

Spring brings rejuvenation to our land
The vibrant countryside looks very grand


14 lines 10 syllables per line
Checked with how many syllables*
Doesn't counted as 2 syllables

Had previously been awarded 1st place in another contest and also POTD subsequently given

n/a in Best sonnet contest
Sponsored by Laura loo
judged on  3/3/2018 9:36:00 AM



08~19~16

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A Single Glance From You

Those eyes I fell in love with failed to see 
the loneliness that grew each passing day.  
Those lips that seemed to want me endlessly 
fell silent as they pushed my heart away.  

You seem to think that everything is fine,
and with a single glance from you, I’m weak. 
It’s true, I miss the days when you were mine -
that feeling when you’d gently touch my cheek,

Those moments that we’d love into the night,
the way you’d pull me close; those things you'd do.   
Your whispered words that left without a fight
still echo in the dreams I have of you.  
    
    But dare I fall again for all your charms,
    for just another moment in your arms?

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SEASONS GRACE

SONNET – SEASONS GRACE

The hem of nature floats as seasons blend
with winter’s lasting days now lost and spent,
as endless summer frozen shadows mend
without the youthful feelings of lament.
In distant land where future dreams ascend
beneath the southern sky of golden light,
by heaven‘s gift a love of life transcends
on landscapes tranquil beauty’s kind delight.
As graceful night unfolds its cast on day
with morning dew of many coloured hues,
and sunrise magic cuddles shoreline's bay,
the warmth of life another love renews.

With fervor I adore the seasons grace,
as nature's peaceful fairness I embrace.


T.J Grén
18th June, 2016

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In Love's Sweet Embrace

Within the forest green we both do stand
Sun filters through the leaves to touch glory
I hold you close swimming within Brown eyes
In vision’s eye i can tell our story,

You smile on me and i feel your sweet Love
I see Love’s beauty within your dear face
My beloved Heaven is where you are
When i am with you in Love’s sweet embrace.

In Love’s sweet embrace i now stand with you
In the forest green we feel Love’s desire
Yet in my heart i shall forever know
That Love’s embrace shall ever light our fire..

Wherever we stand that shall be Love’s space
Forever we stand in Love’s sweet embrace.

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Angels

Angelic wings inhabit the mind
To comfort your soul from a sacred sky
Sent to protect and give worth to the blind
And guide the sightless that have gone awry
A guardian Angel assigned to you
To free from masked evil of the unknown
A fierce warrior that will always pursue
Each territorial demon they've known
Welcome this servant, protector, and guide
With silent wings wrapped in Angelic light
An envoy from God to whom you confide
To help your soul find Heavenly flight

  Servants from Heaven with duty concise
  Angels will guide you to true Paradise


9/4/17
contest Angels

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Down Fall

Within the warmth of home, I sit amazed
at the gentle fall of snow through window pane.
Cup of tea in hand, my layered thoughts unchain,
and tumble from the tip of tongue unfazed
to land upon a pristine page appraised,
aided by the silent fall through snowy pane.
Oh, the soft white wintry glow 'pon the lane
leaves a graceful drape, Lord be praised.

Within the warmth of home, I muse on themes 
of days to come and those gone bye and so,
I thank the Lord for all of nature's schemes,
for the gift of time, for peace, and for the snow. 
Oh, make the blanket deep, I wish to dream,
may all my days and 'morrows have this glow.

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This Night

I’m driftwood, and I’m floating out to sea
as sun descends upon my home - the grove
of trees whose fragrance still remains with me.
And likewise, heaven’s work of art, a mauve
surrounding me, now permeates my soul.
Warm water, in the twilight growing cold,
is rocking me. Beneath dark blue, a shoal
moves swiftly; overhead there will unfold
the myriad of stars in semblance of
a giant carousel in dimming sky.
Those stars that glitter for the grove I love
will glitter too for me, where here I lie
alone, enraptured. . . and I think I might
drift evermore, enveloped by this night. 


Written by Andrea Dietrich
and entered in the Put Your Best Rhyme Forward!!!!!Contest
of Just That Archaic Poet

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Eccentric Eyes

Open eyed, long tearless, foul silvered orbs
have you no pity? The aqua tide rides dry.
Blind staring scorches, accusing twin barbs
who burrow inward, a destiny to decry.

Scattered rendering, puzzled pieces aligning;
"Please mercy has a place, why can't I cry?"
Remove the cataract veneer, stop my pining
"Have you no place for maddened souls such as I?"

Nailed to the boards you see a canvassed psyche
dabbed upon a casein shroud in hues most bright.
"How many lamp lit days will you seek to find me?"
The light betrays me and I live in eternal fright.

Eternities unfold in Lovecraft Tales 
upon the silvered side within my eyes; hell wails.

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HE IS MY BEST FRIEND

HE’S MY BEST FRIEND

Times of laughter under a southern sky
with jacarandas in their ripest bloom.
Those days were left behind as years went by
with summer’s shining light now dimmed by gloom.
	
With the darkest shadows cast over you
I still see the light that once shone so bright.
With a friendship that lasts a whole life through
I pray for God’s mercy to heal your plight.

Your words are drowned in tears of silent cries
though once your courage was my saving grace.
I feel the forlorn sadness in your eyes
as I give my thanks with a warm embrace.

Through final parting our rapport remains,
memories light the dusk as daylight wanes.


26th October, 2016
T.J Grén

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When We Were Young

When we were young we loved our fairy tales
A frog could  be a prince with just one kiss
Each cloud a boat where dreamers could set sail
Imagination was the great abyss

Too soon we grew and lost our innocence
Found out that swords are never pulled from stones
That dreams come true but only with expense 
And happy ever after's come and gone

Yet some of us still wish upon a star
Believe that rainbows come with pots of gold
Reality is life for most comes hard
And love like water runs both hot and cold

Like you I wish that fairy tales came true
But grown ups know they very seldom do



   by Daniel Turner

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Moonstruck Maiden

What beauty reflected in love's fair eyes,
a passion hence to become my treasure.
Stirred to flame, I dost fail to disguise
need in my loins ere want of fine pleasure.

As sweet the music I doth find profound,
tis more honeyed thou lips when touching mine.
Oh! My pained heart shall beckon love resound,
thou moonstruck maiden, unearthly divine.

Silent I shan't be, so near to soft breasts.
This besotted man hath nary more breath.
Grant me thy pure soul, not in mere request,
but let thine tongue speak before my near death.

I beg thee allow the stars remain bright.
Give thyself to me fore the end of night.

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January 9th 2016