Child Etheree Poems

Poor
Cold child
Of summer
Was winter too 
Much to be endured?
Let the sun melt the ice
And dance among the flowers
Let their wild nature be your song
You are...

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        DEAR  SANTA
              ...

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Spring
summons
season of
rebirth, where birds
build nests for new-borns.
Nature's palette spreads joy
as bright colours flourish with
buttercups, daffodils, bluebells,
blooming with rows of vibrant tulips.
Golden orb begins to spread...

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Goal 
attained
while learning
quest shows progress
midst sign language bliss…
Our special child received
excellence medal with mirth
proving triumph despite ailment
as loving care and patience work well
in life-building along...

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Jubilant Joy

Soft
Petals
Of divine
Animation
Bloom when joy births bliss 
Jubilant delight in
Ruby radiant clear streams
Then disappears into kindness
To vocalize a portal for hope -
Revelry for souls tormented...

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“surrender requires a surrenderer ...
meditation needs a meditator ...
the child exuberant, a wonderer!”

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Spoilt
for choice,
there being
multitude paths
to connect with God,
for in truth, He does all,
thereby all...

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Here
we are,
here we be,
until so graced
to receive the bliss
throbbing in permanence,
without the flame flickering.
We seek freedom from delusion,
consciousness illumined in fullness,
love and light eternal glowing...

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That
that was
hitherto
hidden from us,
in time is revealed.
The ego impatient,
as a doer, interferes,
impeding flow of the current,
thereby delaying our soul progress.
The path clear: we must vaporise...

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Throb
Of bliss
Surprises
The child within
Displaying delight
At each nuance cognised
Softly embraced and released
Treading gently upon the earth
As is wont of free flowing presence
Aligned with the source in...

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You flew through dinner, ate your fill, then . . . (drunk
on a fair amount of wine), happened
onto guests in the lounge and charmed
them, slurring...

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The
garden
in Weed Park
was a special
spot at the park’s edge.
Beautiful white columns
flanked its entrance, and benches
of decorative wrought iron
were placed along the cement pathways
you could follow...

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In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life:"
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A
photo
was taken 
by my friend of
a house he’d looked at.
Once it was developed,
he noticed in the window. . . 
the faces of frightened children
peering out!...

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Shhh...
                      My mom
 ...

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"shack"
gray wood
my playhouse
outer backyard
my fantasy place
where my secrets were kept
my own world of make believe
childhood place where thoughts become dreams
a mansion in the eyes of...

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