Long Young and vibrant Poems

Who is the man in the mirror that stares back at me through eyes of blue that can scarce seen behind lenses reflecting bright light?
Those eyes appear so young and vibrant, though cast behind a...

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I am a child of the universe.
a twenty-first-century woman
bred in the refinements of modern civilization.
   The universe story is my story.
I am fifteen billion years old, so it is said
the youngest of earth's...

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Her eyes open to a sunrise that fades in shades bright from its early black
Another day with the weight of the world on her shoulders and a void at her back
But she gets up and...

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As the rain comes pouring down, and patters against my window sill, 
I think of you, and how wonderful you make me feel.  How much I truly 
love you, like I love the rain;...

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She yawns as she takes out each dart sharpens the tip and adds them back to pile.
This game has been going on for quite awhile.
She stretches as still she refuses to play.
Come what may.
Again he...

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Africa my Queen, my King yet a slave 
An angel in hell a freed soul in bondage
How else will I show you the gold
Beneath the glowing dark skin of yours
How long will you dine on...

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Geraniums
with brilliant
colors like sunset,
sway under cypress trees of the scented hills,
as April winds
invite the anxious lovers not to engage in words;
yet silence 
allows their romance...  


Daisies
of bright yellow,
as that they were
painted on canvas
by young...

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Deborah and I feel blessed to be optimists…
to be able to find a bright spot in every day.
Blessed because we have never had to work on this…
we were both lucky to be born this way.

For...

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She was young, like the fawn, 
The calf or lamb…
Heart alive with wonder
She wouldn’t listen to fear
Never a whisper of worry
She grasped life by the tail
And said, “hurry”!!

When she married, she expected
More of the good,...

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her heaven interrupted
she waits there by the wooden door
burned into its crispy surface is a poem aimed at her heart
a poem in the form of a image
a graceful piece illustrated to the minds eye
a flowing...

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The dying year old, bent and grey of hair
with a heart that grew weak and a soul that ached
lay in a hospital bed as the minutes ticked away

He knew his time was near as he...

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When I was young and vibrant I had so many friends - Some of them told me they'd be with 
me til the end - Now I'm old and feeble - My hair is full...

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Hearts can lie, although I know this seems quite vast,
I was once young and vibrant, but forever never last.
"I do" is taken for granted, unlike in the years of past,
matrimony was forever, not today’s divorces...

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In shambles I left you
In shambles I met you.
The shambles caused 
by those at home
With the help of those 
abroad
Would it have been 
different
If I had waited?

Twenty years ago
I left you my mother
Seeking greener 
pastures
In...

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I can see them slowly marching off,
Through the midst of time.
Some looking back over their shoulders,
(A few were even crying'")

Oh, if I had the chance to speak with them,
What do you think they would say?
"Son,...

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So young, so vibrant, so full of life
But just like that you were gone, in the blink of an eye
So God picked you up on the wings of a butterfly.

You were as bright as the...

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When night Falls
Barren desert with its scorching heat
Must find an oasis rest up body’s beat
Sun challenging immovable in its jealous sky
Need more water mouth parched and dry
Camels or desert ships traverse this terrain
Man out of...

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She sat on the beach and held his heart cupped in her hands
young, red, vibrant, and beating with a desire for her..
he bade the doves send it to her across the water
as from the ship's...

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Hello?
Anybody there?
Helloooo? 
Of course, no one answers when I beckon 

Spirit so fragmented, half of it probably traveled to Mars I reckon 
Jumped on the 7:20 shuttle and left me at Armageddon
Never been religious up...

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when the sun sets
i am on a deck of a beach house
watching the sunrise
drinking my french vanilla blend
catching the dolphins having their morning swim
looking at the fishing boats
smiling at a dream come true and a...

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When I was young and vibrant I had so many friends
Some of them told me they'd be with me to the end
Now I'm old and feeble; my hair is full of gray
How I could use...

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I was a randy Romeo
I was not looking for Juliet
To sow my royal oats
When I met her accidentally in Lud
I was young and vibrant looking for fun
Doing what boys my age were doing
Mimicking borrowed accent...

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Birthday Poem for Mother Leonora
8 April 2015

For only now I understand
The meaning of endurance
For the gravity that you held so grand
I would this day take as compliance

Though I would like to see you
As still young...

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If only I could reach back and touch a memory
Does such magic exist?
To be in the room
To see the smile of a young and vibrant mother
My face warmed by the glow of her love

My first...

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As I am reminded, I look around 
I think the many been buried in time 
Only I see elders standing full crowd 
Buried deep in ground we lay them 
Buried deep our souls we keep...

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