Peace Imagery Poems

lord
after 
the storm
i 
shall get down
upon 
my 
knees to pray
thus
with
all of my heart
i
am sure
i
want to 
serve and follow
the 
will of God
to cleanse thy heart and...

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A DOVED SHELL

A slow-moving shell,
caboose-like crawling in peace:
Cute little turtle:-
...

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Bluebird, I love you 
Don't leave me, ok?
Stay in my life
Just in case of someday 
And if it's not meant
Then at peace I will be...

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The days drift softly, like leaves on a stream,
Fading whispers in a fleeting dream.
Sunrise paints the sky in hues of gold,
As time’s gentle hand unfolds...

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 SEA WANTS ME

Waves are here for the winners
spirals floating in turquoise 
dance ululating undulating 
blue bright sight
a point with paddle board
to soar sanguine Seas
I...

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A child's joy was taken at gunpoint
in a long, dark tunnel on a winter night~
as clouds drifted, whispering subconscious fears,
stirred by music played by demons,
loosed...

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 c a l m  salinity 
             sensory 
   ...

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ENOUGH!

I felt deaf from the ‘noise’ of information,
constantly butting, buzzing against my mantra of:
“The quieter you are… the more you… hear!”
At present, my lifestyle felt...

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HOLY CANDLES

Candle flames waving,
symbolic light, reflecting
blooming peace and love:-...

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In the cup
Of my hands,
I caught
Cool raindrops;
Blowing breath
Into warm palms,
I watered fields of lilies
And quenched thirsting doves:-

An awakening smile
Quickly frowned
At the sound
Of loud, bursting bombs
And...

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         Take my outstretched hand...
     Come away with me, my dearest.
  ...

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I love you little Bluebird 
Here's bidding you sleep tight 
I'll dream about your pretty face 
Until the morning light 
And when I wake I'll...

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Suits would be immaculate white
And the dresses, ephemeral virginal.
We would become purified angels,
Who would be wings of dreams of peace
Over the mantle of vibes of...

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Under the cadence of footsteps on worn cobblestones,
At the café where steaming cups held time hostage,
Eyes met and lingered, a glance stretched into an eternity.
A...

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This restless, ever-cresting urge, 
that pounds, incessant, in my breast, 
much like the ocean's pulsing surge 
that never seems to pause for rest, 
will have...

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