Best Swift And Sure Poems

Vanished

the wild magic of this place;

this wilderness I now roam alone
as its lifeblood seeps 
into 
Afterlife

..my mournful howls
across time and distance
go unanswered -
Oh, how I long to join again
in my brethren’s song..

fading sunlight falls in slivers
through boughs of evergreen needles 
across timeworn trails I tread...

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Among the cries of lonesome gull
  A crude cross-slash, grinning skull

  Below the tattered crimson sail
  Those that did weather the fiercest gale
  Noblemen fearfully bow
  Seamen kneel before its prow

  Quiver before the pirate`s might
  A vision...

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The sweet neck of her life came adorned with dazzling jewels of the ages;
jewels imbued with holy virtues, long before she was born.
She rose, alone, Venus veiled above a sparkling sea,
her love light flashing wherever she gazed.

As she spun her cosmic spiral, a tiger, hungry...

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Three cousins played a “game’ of war
A map of Europe spread across the floor
No adults there to keep the score
As each of them wanted more and more

Three of four empires lay upon that map
As they played and ‘warred’ and they did clap
For them it was...

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BEDONKOHE BLOOD
Great Spirit here come I in humble prayer
child of your Bedonkohe blood and line.
I raise my hands to recognize you there
and plea you recognize this heart of mine.

I know you welcome all into your light
And let my way, as through this death I go,...

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An unexplored Adventure !!!
I know what will be !!!

There is an emptiness, creating – depression – a hole
that a deep sadness fills – thoughts of it, take their toll
on an alone heart that seeks a destiny with so much more.
The choices one makes, become the...

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Swift and sure then the march of time,
We know not when we reach end rhyme.


A year has flown since your demise,
Change comes full blown without surprise.


Your legacy yet wears your name,
Yes change can be more of the same.


A new team wings with a bold flair,
New...

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Arrows of outrageous fortune
Nor from Cupid's bow

Could find my heart more swift and sure
Than my lover's feelings know

No sun could make the heat
More than passion's flames could lick

Nor sleep could find my dreams
Than to taste my lover's kiss

No spell, nor magic
Could emulate true charms

I've found...

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BLOOD OF GERONIMO
Great Spirit here come I in humble prayer
child of your Bedonkohe blood and line.
I raise my hands to recognize you there
and plea you recognize this heart of mine.

I know you welcome all into your light
And let my way, as through this death I...

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Be Not Afraid
 
Life’s full of real mysteries and unending challenges,
yet, never despair, rather always be resolute and bold. 

At times, some people in varied situations, always  
thrive on playing to the certain fears of other people. 

Sad to say, it just seems that...

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My mother taught me  many lessons
First ,about the birds and the bees
Where did I come from mommy?
Oh, I found you in a barrel of Crabs.

 Her lessons in decorum were priceless
Walk always with your head held high
But not so high as to drown when...

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The dream of love is ever earthly bliss;
The hope of love is found in one strong kiss.
The tyrant's dream is that all joy departs
From those he shoots with hate-compelling darts.

The dream of work is material success;
The hope of work is inner happiness.
The tyrant's dream is...

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Wandering One


Oh wandering one, where are you going?
                            Where are you going?

How swift you move, so swift and...

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Slowly  I am awakened to the echoing sound of  dripping into standing water within the confines of the cave.Water oozing through a miniscule aperture after last night's rain or condensation making its way down a stalagtite.

I can see through the opening to the...

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I stand before the Grim Reaper, unafriad and ready.
My head facing forward, my back striaght, my hands steady.
A low hum comes from the cloaked face, two lights for eyes,
His arms lift, his robe blows in the wind, his head tilts toward the skies.
His scythe comes...

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