Long Silver lace Poems

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Treasures That May Be Found In Destiny's New Shift

( Mille viri sententia agere nescit donec suscipit calamum scribere.)

For a brief spell, I hung my hammock in the shade
of the ancient tall oak tree, that God's...

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The church all speckled with red and white
Billowy white bows affixed to the end of pews
Red roses in vases & all other possible places
A silver lace runner leads the way to impending 'I dos'

As far...

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From wind that cried then softly died, until at last it merely sighed,
A memory wrapped in imaged song, without the need for right or wrong
A cornerstone of long ago, when life still had somewhere to...

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Yea, victors jest. They out-sped the cast of hunger’s cave.
Their cantors, ragged kept, did reach an faithful end.
They in the din o’ drizzle laugh, licking cool drams from stone,
as had they crawled o’er hot pools...

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from your first born, when you grab a dusting of talc, crushed with late night feeds, stirring in bouncing and stories on a knee,

adding a layer of stumbled steps, with a batter thickly made of...

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from your first born, when you grab a dusting of talc, crushed with late night feeds, stirring in bouncing and stories on a knee,

adding a layer of stumbled steps, with a batter thickly made of...

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As rain clouds clear striated blue
And sun streaks write their names once more
Upon dawn meadows tranquil green
And all along the distant shore,
On far horizons dappled white
The morning creeps across the sea
On scattered wings of silver...

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Adorned in pearls and silver lace, 
the moon's tranquility veiled her virtuous face.
A white flowing satin gown she did wear,  
as moonbeams touched upon her silver hair.

'Twas beneath the blue moon’s exulted arch,
the night...

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Sailing the oceans of my mind, i dream that i am free 
   No compass tells me where i am, or where i ought to be.
   I drift along on summers...

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Autumn dripping leaves of weary gold
Exits quietly, fading through the trees.
Hawthorn shakes her cloak of ruby fire.
Naked to the woods and twisting breeze.
 
Winter’s breath now lingers in the air.
Strands of whispered frost on silver...

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In the darkening sky, there's a depth one can feel
My breath forms a cloud in the late evening chill
My eyes search for the sign of an in-coming storm 
Small crystals of ice are embraced by...

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Because Of Grace And Beauty Your Dancing Steps Made

Where bright red in your dance dress, shows truth in your heart
gold and silver lace my dreams of time spent with you.
Tho' fate sent dark storms driving...

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More fragile than a fine necklace.
Cool dewdrops crystalline.
Like diamonds set in silver lace,
Perfection, beauty, style and grace.
Where spiders webs, of silk so fine.
Hold natures tears divine.

Stroll barefoot through the morning dew,
Beside a waterfall.
Exhilarating, as the...

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You choose to let us see You,
You paint Your Glory in the sky
You show Your power in the ocean waves, 
and new life in Your butterfly

We've no excuse, You've shown us 
who you are and why...

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I Walk Midnight Arena All Alone

O' chalice of the world, mystical sphere
Treasures  born from ancient raided castles
What of palid crescent moons hanging low
And the broken arm of heart's rabid fear.
Of smoky Indian jade and...

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Today I saw a dragonfly emerge
From final stage of metamorphosis.
I see his four fine wings opening out,
Their silver lace lit by the midday blaze.
 
To see each works, he takes some time to test.
Seems that...

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“And I came down from heaven
And danced on the earth” – Lord of the Dance by Sydney Carter

When my garden the arms of spring embrace,
the blooming flowers sway in the rippling air,
I see in their...

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Through the brambles of the arbor's vine,

an artist has spinned some silver lace

This net was cradled over leaves

slung low, and wet with dew.


Evidence was left in place,

a hammock swings as if on cue

Crocheted with skill...

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