Has Been Poems - Poems about Has Been

The wind has bruised your tender face, And winter wrote upon your brow— Yet in your eyes, I still can trace A fire the world could not put out. The stars have watched you weep alone, Their silver light a cold caress, But from your soul a song has grown That sorrow could not quite suppress. You move through thorns with quiet grace, The...

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the tips look overdone there is no more burning smell a pyre, but what has been here? No smells or remnants left Only ashes ...

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I find that as I stroll along I fall into reflection A wading pond of memories ...

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My dear your eyes are where my heart has been you have looked deep into my soul with love to share with me a sacred covenant as we let go of the robes of disguise we'll wrap ourselves in love's gentle warm skin that's soft like the whispered breath of a dove ardent passion forever elegant graceful and refined as our heart...

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("Dark Pool Nebula", 2011, original oil) Burdened By What Has Been Each moment The addition of a trillion bits of information Like compounding interest On the rest of eternity (8/15/24) ...

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I felt strange staring at this family cemetery was I supposed to be here? I tried to call my sister back, but she is eight. She was skipping and singing. What do you think? She asked, proudly. We had gone further than ever before. I was not sure we were still on grandpa’s farm. “Come see!” she insisted. It was an old headstone The...

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Elmira faerie used to paint teeth It was disgusting. She asked to be reassigned. faerie manager took pity on her. She now paints flowers white. Lily of the valley, daisy, Queen Anne’s lace. She gets to ride on the back of Snook, her snail. Her sidekick ladybug criticizes; it is nirvana!...

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On this day5 years ago Joyce Faure ...

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Tell someone ‘It’s a secret’ but just be aware Reality is it’s something that they may share Unless of their discretion you’re 100% certain Something confidential they may end up blurtin! ...

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protective over bright star in the east newborn baby lying in a manger iridescent angel watching closely farm animals gather around he is a prince sheep whisper there is a reverent feeling in the air bunnies hop over to take a peek streams of spirit glide from star to Jesus He is My Son, of whom I am well pleased The voice comes from...

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Your in a dark and scary place It's written all over your face And the words that you have spoken You've been badly hurt and broken By someone you thought would never Destroy and severely sever Your world with the loudest shatter Like it didn't even matter Seeing the tears from your eyes Each one making your heart die Sinking right into the core Of pain...

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How've you been? Have I really been forgotten? How do you even so easily do it? Have I left even some small part of you broken? How've you been? Has all the time we could've shared, finally ended? How did we even let this happen? How long has it been since we last spoken?...

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For even you have heard Bless your birth Down here on earth Bless be your eyes Your heart painted our skies You are the first Journey finding was worth Created lands Your loving hands You see Far beneath Indeed You hear Through each tear It shows Your love does grow Memories remain Through each and every change Graphting Drafting Penciling the art Fine lines of the heart My destiny Harmony It is real It is you, my Lord...

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1 Corinthians 15:47-58 Death has been swallowed up in victory The first man was of the dust of the earth, the second man from heaven. v 47 As was the earthly man (Adam), so are those who are of the earth; and as is the man from heaven, so are those who are of heaven. v 48 And...

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Was forced to do this, Do what I hate, What I loved, I will miss, These days, my love's final dates What I love, or my true passion, Gone, after being given these ways, What I wear of myself, my fashion, Gone, those loved days What seems strange is that I was expected to care, Care about things I was forced to do, The thinking...

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