Home Etheree Poems

snow
no more
warmer days
birds are singing
squirrels scampering
pretty flowers blooming
kids playing and having fun
lawn mowers are humming away
looks like spring has sprung into color
spring is the very...

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I
can see
the soft clouds
go drifting by
outside my window.
It’s a stay at home day,
not doing a damn thing day,
I’m calling it a no go day.
I don’t...

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The
purpose
of life is
to learn and grow.
We acquire knowledge
as if earth is a school
which we attend outside the
realm of our spiritual home.
Hopefully after many cycles
of rebirth,...

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In
July
Its Winter.
Bitterly cold
Here In Australia,
Snow does not fall at all.
Sydney is very windy.
Howling wind makes horrid weather.
Nice to stay cozy and warm at home.
Snuggle under...

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Hot,
cooking
days and nights.
Parades in town,
dancing horses ~ clowns.
Sky lights up everywhere,
pretty colors fill the air.
Animals do not like the noise,
the loud noise hurts their sensitive...

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Light
Is swirled
In the sky
Pink-orange tint
Charcoal colored clouds
Brightening each moment
The sun’s last rays of the day
Circling in sky around my home
It’s like a snow fallen paradise
Colors...

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My home is filled with degrading losses. 
Instruments that I didn't learn to play. 
Seeds that abortive to spring up
Backyard hot tub is now stage.
Books...

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Safe
To trust
To have faith
Protect your home
Create what you want
Take time for comfort
Peaceful places in nature
Sharing feelings with trusted friends
Bring the music closer to your heart
Sing...

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Spring
Arrives
Fresh and wild
Robins hopping
Woodpecker talking
Daffodil and violets
Blooming near Dandelions
Green buds decorate the bare trees
The brook is no longer slowed by ice
Life’s flow begins in the...

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Ciao
Adieu
Bon voyage
Final farewell
A wind is rising
Forgotten tunes chiming
Rivers flowing clear and cool
A sojourner at last returns
Paradise forgotten now recalled
A golden sunrise—ahh, yes—welcome home

Written 2/22/22...

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Love
                 quivers
       ...

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Death
You say,
Come to me
Sweetly soft words
Should I now listen
Should I now turn away
Are the angels now coming
I do not hear them singing songs
I want to...

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Joy
Persists,
Does not flee,
Rests on promise.
Unlike happiness,
Which ebbs and flows like tides,
Joy despairs not, is crushed not.
When all else departs, joy remains,
For when man’s spirit is...

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I used to work at a school 
where children were always saying
their mother or father were on a trip.
It was curious to me that one...

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