Best Wishes Poems

Waterfall wishes on stars with no swings
I’m sending to you on butterfly wings.
Pennies are wasted on a wishing well.
Pennies instead for sweet thoughts that you tell.

Oh, pennies from heaven as your heart sings
waterfall wishes on stars with no swings
and dandelion dreams you hope will come...

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In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled in the purity of security 
for what seemed like eternity 
a lamb in His white embrace 
especially when flocked in...

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If I had three wishes and knew that they’d come true.
I’d go back in time.  There are things that I’d redo.
I wouldn’t do them differently and change my today.
I would do them over again, in the very same way.

To hear my mother laughing, see...

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Little wishes on great big stars.
Daughter, I make a wishes for you.
Keep on growing and keep on smiling.
And I'll keep loving all that you do.

Little dreamers wishing big things.
The world is your stage to display.
You can sing and you can dance.
Enjoy all that comes your...

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You waited for this moment,
As if you were an incomplete salutation

You waited for confessional breaths to alleviate this finite evening
Missing its constellations

You wept for their sunflower touch.

A touch to engorge the gaps of your imprinted thumb
With honeysuckle madness

Dry

Another cashmere moistened parable
Hungering for ink-plated resolutions

You waited...

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Wishing Well by Juke55 @ Deviant Art



I circle from pale to shade,
countless steps
around the abandoned well.
Wasted wishes rest 
in dried-up depths, 
we perish
in its hollows. 
Promises break
but wishes will wait 
to be retrieved,
            ...

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I wish I could walk without feeling pain
I wish I could live my life again.

I dream of a time when I could run like a deer
I could jump like a gazelle with nothing to fear.

I could climb like cat and swim like fish
I can not...

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High on the clouds, a lustrous sight
Reflecting bend of arch’s delight
As noon dips low, the late gust’s air
Paints colors bright beyond compare…
In tints that wave from pink to gold;
Along curve’s end, I do behold
Such longing to embrace its charms,
To reach out gently with my arms
In...

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A wish is hope, all dressed up
A heart that needs to sing...
And I have 3 songs  today,
Hopes and wishes, that I bring...

I wish  yesterday was today
So I could change some things...
I seem so much wiser now,
A different song I'd sing...

I wish I had...

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The Wishes of Winter 

A wish upon Orion
As winter broods upon a nest 
 Of sheltered evergreen boughs
For hope 
Cradled in a bower formed by archangel wings.

With weathered sighs,
Living in the presence of the Creator’s plan,
 Winter gazes on a world come alive
In Genesis
Full of...

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Wish I was a snake slithering in the grass
     or a big black spider on a pane of glass
Or a cobweb on the ceiling or a bug on the wall
     a scarecrow in a field, ten feet...

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“Wishes”

The things  we wish to change 
remain the same

~Sans love

there is no chance of 
meaningful change

~Sans wisdom

it's inconceivable,
our intelligence proves futile
to our survival

~Sans the Guru’s 

they can’t steal our virtue
then sell it back to us

Seek, 
for the answers within

~Sans change

we shan’t flourish through time



“You...

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Genie, I admit that I cannot believe it or conceive it,
and feel quite sure I must be dreaming or scheming it.
To submit, let me get and put on my serious britches,
believe in your realness and tell you my three wishes:

     ...

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A BLESSED CHRISTMAS FOR ALL WITH POETRY SOUP

Dear Caren, Andrea, Cay Cay, Carolyn and Jan
Rico, Arturo, Paul and Chris, all of you are the same 
Excellent  poets, together with, Gordon, Duke and Line
Each of you write poetry so fine,
Beata, Nette, Janice, Heidi and Dear...

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It’ll be an old fashioned Christmas,
with Santa due down the chute.
I bet he Purells his reindeer, 
and Lysols his hazmat suit.

It’s an old fashioned Christmas.
We’ll all have on our masks,
and our muffled yuletide carols,
will be just like seasons past.

We’ll observe all the guidelines.
We’ll eat six...

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