Best Togetherness Poems
E Pluribus Unum ~ Out Of Many, One
[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United
States, but the scope of this poem is intended to be of a more global scale.]
We are farmhands, postal workers, we are rich industrialists
We are pilots, sailors, warriors, mathematicians, scientists
We are doctors, nurses, dentists; taking care of those in need
We are teachers, flight attendants, moms and dads with mouths to feed
We post blogs, develop websites, we are software engineers
We are athletes, video gamers, we're retired volunteers
We are dancers, painters, sculptors, we are actors on the stage
We are clerks, construction workers, pay for night school with our wage
We are high school educated, college maybe, or hard knocks
We are barbers and beauticians, drive a truck or work on docks
We are clergy, civic leaders, wardens at the county jail
Roll in wheelchairs, use sign language, wear prosthetics, read by Braille
We are bankers, tax accountants, proud grandparents, husbands, wives,
We are activists who strive to give our children better lives
We are widows, orphans, childless; we feel sorrow to the core
We are social workers, advocates of justice for the poor
We make music or just listen, sing out loud or softly hum
We are common, we are special, we are those who overcome
We are poets and songwriters, we write letters to our kin
Sharing stories of our life, of where we're going, where we've been
We are those with beating hearts, with flexing muscles, red blood cells
Kidney donors, missionaries, we help dig fresh water wells
We praise God in mosque or church, in synagogue or kingdom hall,
In a temple, or in nature, maybe have no God at all
We are from around the planet, we have skin of every tone
We have short hair, long hair, no hair, kinky hair; we're not alone
We esteem diversity; you value me, I value you
Always with respect for those who hold a different point of view
This, my dream: to be united when it all is said and done
Though we may not be there yet, we share this journey -
We are one.
Written 1 Feb 2022
Dedicated to Lorie Jean, Though She'll Never Know
Asleep, I cannot escape my love’s depth for you.
Awake, I cannot deny my loathing towards you.
Confusion and missing settle-stay in my pain’s cliché.
Thoughts of you weigh down my moments every day.
Long is the time I have spilled grief yet failed its release,
but dreams weave my joy strung to net grief’s relief.
Asleep, I see us blend as we did easily back then.
As before, we pool play, float happily and swim.
In sunshine, we decide our age will be just ten
as laughter splashes our feel with child-like appeal.
In dreams, we cook, play cards, take road trips,
critique movies, compete to title older song hits.
Our laughter soars until you ‘ink’, and then we
laugh more, stopping only when laugh sore.
Secrets from one’s lips merit the other’s ears
to heart-hear and hold all told in love-lined folds.
My feet twitch as I dream-walk to your home
and street-met you dream-walking to my own.
In dreams I see all I reality-miss; your face,
voice, moods, humor and unique attitudes.
I live our togetherness, our special groove,
in cherished dream scenes of us as still a two.
As soon as I first wake, reality steals my happy,
smashes the contentment dreams grant me
while missing aches swirl colors of lonely.
I ponder whether while in your own slumber,
you also dream plunder from our past splendor
for assistance with your friend-grief ender.
looking at your pictures
you always knew to smile
with my silent moment
i'll think of you a while
and try not to let those memories
become a tearfull reunion
but savor the precious moments
and have a delightful communion
sometimes i think about
your fingers and your toes
and looking at your picture
i remember your pretty crooked nose
the way you did your hair
when you got dressed up
the scarfs, the ribbons, earrings
and other pretty stuff
i can see your picture
and i even have a recording
of your voice
but i'd rather have you
if i ever had the choice
looking at you picture
and remembering your voice
i'd much rather have you
if i ever had the choice
For the days grow old,
As do we
I search for this woman
It was meant to be.
I found that woman,
Which is you
So, I searched my heart
I found this to be true.
For I shall hold your love,
With blissful joy
To me, you have been
The blessing I had asked for.
For now, it is time,
To tell the world
Having you with me
Was love to be shared.
if I could only hold that sublime moment
consummated in flowing joy and completeness
the world an oyster of unlimited passion
sweet champagne flutes chanting
salty caviar a la carte
the earth is moving
waves come in crescendo
the top of the peak wonderfully near
as the moon pulls me in and out of reality
life giving force fluid and innocent
almost immaculate
the duvet quivers
a pillow retreats
and satin shirts
rub naked skin
just before release
while the candle of life flickers
in intimate approval and consent
the moment pro ante
glows in heated emotion
and time stands still for a while
Your concerns are mine.
Loving and sharing each need.
My concerns are yours.
I can't stop thinking about you
Do you think?
I think for you only when I talk to you or chat.
I do think for you more after I leave you from chat or talk.
Do you think?
I see you at times only when we hang out for coffees.
I see you over and over again in the shadows I cross.
Do you think?
I am busy buzzing only around with chores.
I am busy conquering the whole world to bestow you.
Do you think?
I say I love you only because a lover chanted.
I do say I love you much because I live you more till I breathe last.
Baby! I just can't stop thinking about you...
In the game of life, there are no set
players in our team,
Sometimes someone joins, and
sometimes someone leaves,
Each player plays a part in fulfilling
our needs, wants and dreams,
To me, this is how it seems.
Through trials and fears, we continue,
in life’s run,
And in our triumphs, we forget the tears
and pain and celebrate the victory,
having fun,
Each voice singing together, each word
turns into a sweet song,
Together in unity, giving a sense that
we belong.
In the Spirit of Team, there’s togetherness.
So, raise a toast to all those who
were and are still on our side,
With Faith’s gentle hand,
In the Spirit of Team, let’s continue to
grow and explore the land,
Together like the flowers we will bloom,
Each displaying our uniqueness,
beauty and colour in the garden
of the Living.
Like in the multicoloured garden of the
blooms, there’s beauty.
In the multicoloured garden of the Living,
there’s Beauty too.
by Zyrool
I give you this dollar which you can see and touch and know it’s real.
Although you already have something of mine, which is my friendship which no one can steal.
I give you this dollar and you can see that it’s authentic, it’s not a fake.
But you already have something of mine and that is my loyalty which no one can take.
I give you this dollar of paper and ink which one day will fade, fall apart and blow away.
But you already have something of mine which is brotherly love and in my heart, you will always stay.
Molten gold sunbeams
across silent water
clouds embossed in glossy silvery hue
a kiss with soft painted lips
planted upon smooth skin
bathe in morning droplets of dew
gentle whispers that ride
on the morning wind
a bond forged by gentle hands
love pure without restrictions
a eternal embrace
touching, feeling, knowing
it is with mutual loving consent
someone to share your life
someone to stand by your side
a spiritual bond of togetherness.
07.06.2009
Togetherness
You know not a word of my language
I know not a letter of yours
We lay somewhere in a dark corner
Passing on –
Passing on warmth.
You know not my friends or my enemies
I know not your joy or your grief
We lay somewhere clearly forgotten
Passing on –
Passing on peace.
You know not how to cause me pain
I know not how to hurt your pride
We lay somewhere, and plan to go nowhere -
Keep passing on –
Passing on life.
We know not tomorrow’s direction
We know not the days that will last
We lay somewhere, and there’s nothing happening -
We lay somewhere where there is
Just us…
Written: December 11, 2023
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While drudging impresses to cease,
Within the ethereal forbearance of night
And the cosmic vast space is stormless,
From the hour of darkness until daylight,
And anxiousness is ultimately formless
Imbrication is referred to as "Peace."
Imbroglio, languor, and hidden disarray
This parade of nimble cued is wordless
This will never genuinely be worthless,
This is increasing beyond nerveless
This spinning wheel is reverseless,
The periphery of the panacea display.
See my love in the waves of the seas.
Hear my love in rustling leaves in the breeze.
Feel my love in my soft caressing touch.
Share with me a gentle light kiss, not too much.
Like the love shown by a cooing dove,
Through these fleeting moments, sense my love.
I love it when...
You talk to me..
It greets my heart..
So tenderly..
I love it when..
We hold hands...
Our togetherness...
When we make plans...
I love it when...
We're kissing to..
Keep our hearts....
Fresh as new...
So let's be thankful...
For Gods gift of love...
And always...
Be thinking of...
Us sharing....
Like the stars above....
Boundless, heavenly....
Love...you and me.
For you to know my love is true,
I speak my mind just for you,
with my heart to help me through,
such things and what I'd do,
I'd wend through fire, unafraid of death,
put my heart through true loves test,
risk my life and nothing less,
for you dear love there is no quest,
I'd crawl through miles of hot desert sand,
to kiss your lips, to hold your hand,
for with you always is where I'll stand,
to let you know, I am your man,
I'd climb the steepest mountain side,
I'd swim a tempestuous ocean tide,
just to have you by and by,
stand with me darling by my side.