Haven Poems - Poems about Haven

i found the perfect little table in the perfect cozy corner in the perfect quirky bistro in the perfect part of town as i head out on my merry way they may as well cordon off the area 'cause when i get there ~ god help anyone who may be sitting in that spot posted on April 15, 2025...

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Sitting in my favorite place, A smile upon my face, I embrace being, Seeing me in everything, My eyes are projecting, Perfecting a design, I create with my mind, In the silence I find, My connection is Divine, It's time to rise and shine, This projection is mine, Its parameters I define, Within a set of guidelines, Equations using time, Situations in conservation, Energy in constant transformation, Wind is bringing information, Using...

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Rain of Haven … Water is pouring heavily. Yet it feels warm and free. The raindrops fall gently on my skin, washing away all worries and empathy. As I embrace you under the stormy sky pleasantly. Shivering at the coldness of the rain, As I embrace you under the stormy sky in pain. The rain may be cold, but our love keeps us...

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Alex Honnold free soloed up Half Dome I watched the video from the comfort of my home I marveled at Catherine Destivelle, when Verdon's edge she trod, But in New Haven, East Rock lures the unskilled clod. That rock was made before the continents split Dinosaurs once munched the plants that grew on top of it Fast forward time's tape 200...

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art is my haven my sanctuary my mood saver my joy my love for it cannot be conveyed in words the right ones have not been invented I adore creating something out of my imagination there is such joy in playing! I like making swirls, curves, hearts and stars drawing pixies, gnomes, pirates, witches and more I pooh pooh rulers and straight lines I measure nothing art...

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my bed is cozy no one tells me what to do what to think or what to say I cuddle down into my blankets surrounded by warm fuzzy pillows feeling calm I am safe here it is my haven no interruptions or disturbances no one talking religion or politics the silence welcomes me envelops me makes me feel sane...

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When deluge hap Come freely to My little hut....

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I seek a spot, in paradise. Where love is hot, just like a spice. A place of dream, where hearts are won, without a scheme, when words are done. Where burning hearts, become a whole, not just a piece, of burning coal. A lovers nest, beside the sea, a place designed, for you and me. Where night is day, and day is night. A vivid play, That brings delight. So when I find, my precious prize,...

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Hammer and nails And pine and paint, Made by hands ... Earns no complaint A roof and walls Not much more, A hole in the wall Is my front door Put there for me ... A place to go, Just to get out of The rain and snow Home sweet home In a rustic realm, Hidden up and away ... In a shady elm One safe haven...

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“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” Albert Einstein Protection...

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Come away with me my love Come away with me my darling Come away with me to our new paradise Where our love would suffer no more Where envy and jealousy would be crucified To rise no more Come away with me to our new abode To our haven of peaceful bliss Where we would fret no more Where we would...

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Sunrise was just a red line in the inky void, as Lisa and I reached the harbor decking stairs, but at once, the brazen slash began widening, like a silent, slow motion explosion, thin, smoky wisps of cloud, like flammable tissue, prismed the stage light ignition. bee-de-deep my phone chirped. It was Peter (my bf). “Hey you,”...

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In moments of limerence my heart does long, for the haven of love where potions are strong. A land of passion and rosy dreams, purple roses and milky streams. Where lovers are welcomed with open arms, and the trees of passion glitter with charm. In their blueish shades the virgins sing, and the fairy maidens...

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It’s going to snow tonight. It seems the brick shoulders of Elm Street will ooze, like watery eggnog, with a light snow tonight and we’re twitching with delight. The vibes of it are too much and sure, it will just turn to slush, but you know how romance twists reality, snow seems laced with pageantry. After two...

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A feeling so surreal- I've never felt this way before. I swore I knew what love was- but this with you is so much more. The warmth it washes over me- cleanses, my soul down to it's core. For reasons unbeknownst to me- feel that I know you from before. A longing which has drawn me here- with an aura...

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