Star Classicism Poems

I am a star,
Bright and shining afar,
Out in the galaxy,
Where wonders never cease.

I twinkle and shine,
Through the darkness so fine,
A beacon of light,
Guiding the lost...

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No matter what the world may bring
No matter how the winds may sting
There is a light that burns within
A flame that never will rescind

It shines...

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The future is calling, a voice from afar,
A world yet unseen, a distant star.
A place where dreams and visions align,
Where the impossible becomes divine.

Our minds...

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A spell, a well soaked rag 
sits well and nearly out of reach unless.
A spell is when it's open dirty, but is closed.
Oil soaked around...

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***I am reposting this poem as I think it is my finest poetic creation.  I feel the imagery of the piece and its 'fabled'...

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' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears...
but all they heard was Apollo's muse....'
   

How leavened my soul to search,
 ...

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This belle epoch awakes resemblance
With times of plague in dark-bound books
Allegedly, we’re on dependence
Of history, with all its hooks
I doubt this cliche, however
This comer is...

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A brave girl goes ahead and fights for her right
       She sees herself as a falling star and tries...

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The Vintage Queen
Writer tributes to The Queen Marlene Willough
A soft and firm pillow
An actress who kept us entertained for years
One of us and one in...

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jealously he sat watching
thinking, believing,
 and knowing
he could sing it better.
he heard the intro's
 and took que along with
the vocalist , background 
singers, and the...

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*****This poem was inspired through the idea of there being no life after death, or the belief in atheism. In recent years more and more...

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Is this real
Am I the first?.....
O Please let me in!
Your sadness is my curse,
Your love Is my remedy
O My nurse, my angel, my savior 
I'm...

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What breathes into the brain 
  and sustains from some secret place a sullied heart?

The pains of faces of others for the wicked barb
...

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I saw I lady by the mango tree reading and smiling
Book title Remeo and Juliet.
You must believe in this friction titantic and remeo things I...

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Ibrahim’s Broken Dream
by 
Rick Folker

His withered hand sifts through the sand,

“My descendants, Isaac-Ishmael are like
stars that have fallen, sand scattering into a
nameless lake ...
Something causes...

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