Best Sunday Poems

Sunday Morning

Piano intro:

Verse:

Can you see the sun is shining down
On Sunday Morning, on Sunday morning
Can you feel the rain upon the ground
On Sunday Morning, on...

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Judgement
You light the fire, then play the victim.
It's not my fire, yet you let it burn.
Rage and pain drive you insane,
creating a parody of hypocritical...

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~Alice Sweet Alice~

        *Like Sisters*
   Everyday -- Holding Hands 
Sunday Dress -- Pink Ribbons
  ...

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It starts with only one -
one like me
a melancholy migrant
from the immortal part of her
to the locus of her physical being --
the center of her...

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POTD 10th May 2018

A dedication to our departed Mum, Anne Forbes.
 And to all the dearly departed Mums who celebrate Mother’s day on the second...

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when demons scream
fabricating falsehoods
i'll summon the angels
to help ease your mind

when you feel damaged
too broken to whisper
in dull blank darkness
i'll illuminate like stars

when dreams are...

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Hiding here inside my closet, I feel safe in the dark
knowing on a pile of sheets lies my very psyche;
it's only a thought, yet I...

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"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and 
can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words"
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MY INTERPRETATION OF IF BY RUDYARD KIPLING -  

If you can keep calm when all around you,
Are frustrated, and angry with you,
Always believe in...

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In Soft Glowing Mistress Flame Of The Beauty's Breath 
- a collaboration with Susan Ashley

In soft glowing mistress flame of thy beauty's breath
your heart swears...

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Four friends and I, one Sunday, take a ride.
our church still closed just short of one full year.
We drive, white almond blooms on either side,
instead....

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Come walk with me,
for the path cares not,
the age of your feet.

Look at the butterflies on petals,
their silence does not care,
the language you speak.

Listen to...

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These words of love I give to you, my dear
to have comfort in the stillness of time
and meld two souls to keep love's wishes near
when...

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  Up until the summer of 1999, I only knew of the words "Jesus."
  I knew what was being taught in church.
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Battling the instabilities of reality.
Behind daylight's closed doors.
Imaginary chains keep me captive.

White walls decorated with 
silhouettes of suppressed shadows -
disappear, upon the sight of twilight.

Alone,...

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