Best Turn On Poems

Standing firm 
we live 
we give 
we take 
we learn 
we strive to make sure 
each day enlightens us 
and brightens us
even as light fades to gray 
may we keep fighting 
with two swollen feet
beneath the body and soul 
experiencing trials 
and intense life lessons...

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I’ve distanced myself
I didn’t mean to
Didn’t set out to do it
An unconscious act of the mind 
For self preservation

My visits went to once a week
Sunday dinners that once lasted for hours
Became shorter and shorter
Until now its get in
Get it cooked
Clean it up 
Visit
And we’re out

Occasionally...

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When days turn into memories
and time becomes a journey
of peaceful purpose from my traveled trails

where jagged rocks are formed in the mind from emotional upheaval
and are now covered in pictographs of faces drawn
left as monuments to the memory of life's meaning

I pause when I hear...

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My backslidden soul*, you were converted by GOD’s Word
As shown by your divine growth and testimony ’s record,
But you departed away from that great spiritual cord
Broken by worldly financial and material sword.
Turn to God Who rescues by His grace He can afford! 

My prodigal soul,...

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I can't forget those days when you were mine.
How young we were - not even at our prime!
Had we held on, could love have grown divine?
If only we could turn back the hands of time.

What could have been? I guess we'll never know.
Although I've never...

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You're smiling ...
I'm staring at you
I know you know that I know
That you like me ... that you REALLY like me
Wendy told me, and Linda told her
(After I had Dave ask Debbie to ask Linda)
So it might as well have been you directly ... yeah
I...

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Winter with thoughtful wings slips upon
When her voice is too frail to hold life—
Everywhere green, this light she's from;
In gentleness back the forest bites,
As feathery flakes shed through all with white.
Though sun beams on frost's admirable silk
At this true angle on my window sill,
While the...

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The innocent criminalized, chased down with pitchforks and torches of fire. Their names dragged through the mire, by the hair, stripped of their humanity.

Meanwhile the guilty cheer with cash and jewels, with measured feet on the demonic beat. The guilty drinking the blood of the...

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When Dad passed I moved home with Mom,
       We were roommates at first;
Shopping, lunching, gardening, it was fun,
There were some signs that began, slowly.
     A small forgetfulness,
One day, Mom said I cannot write my name;
...

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Spring takes its bow early in Florida’s climate
Winds expire, February debuts in quiet
Dazzling lavender blooms on cherry trees wake first
Sweet aroma o’er the verdant landscape’s dispersed

Summer lures eager tourists to beaches in May
Dipping their toes, they feel the ocean’s salty spray
Torrid heat ushers hurricane season...

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In a rain 
downpour
to keep from 
getting wet,
we open 
an umbrella
put it 
overhead,
but yet........
I wish 
to make
a suggestion,
that may 
take 
a moment
to catch on,
for after 
giving this
quite some 
thought,
an idea 
upon me 
did dawn!

There is 
another
type of 
downpour
for which 
this tool 
could be 
used!
Now 
take...

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Winter days are cold and gray while summer’s warm and bright. 
Snow covered mountain tops melt away when the time is right.  
Pouring rains and hurricanes will stir up now and then.  
Storms appear from year to year no less than dear old...

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Cooling morning air
Aspen leaves are golden disks
    spark’ling in the sun



for Brian Strand's Images of Fall contest...

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Daybreak in a foreign land

Sights so bright

Drenched in history

The sun sparkling through the morning mist

 Vision blurred by squinted eyes

A silhouette draping a wooden bench

The baby sparrow hungrily cries

Walk right past she looks at me

Was she the one from my dream

I stare right back to...

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We will all die
So we cry loud
And try for thought.

Wrong lane, wrong way.
Death delay, pray.
Cars stray and honk.

Oh, please, cars – clear.
Turns appear soon,
I steer, we cheer.


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