Beauty Lost Love Poems

I gazed into a multi-colored sapphire, bright.
Its sparkles made my brain and heart take flight.

In a single instant, I was transported - 
Some kinds of...

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Your last words endured me of horror
The favorable past times showed signs of a fallacy
Awakening the writer took an eternity
Fearful of me to hold the...

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Autumn gone, now winter frost,
Reflections return, times long lost.
Words, pictures plucked from air, 
Those I know are always there.

Sixty years ago and more,
When life and...

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The Haunting of the Moon


She comes when the Moon is heavy
With wishes from many a maid
Who with passionate longing,
Their dreams upon it laid

She comes when...

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I KNOW A GIRL WHO IS INNOCENT AND WHOSE HEART IS SO PURE

TRUSTWORTHY AND TRUE, A GEM OF KIND

WHOSE BEAUTY AND GRACE, ARE ALWAYS ON...

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 When love blossoms, in full bloom, the rose of bright 
scarlet dances with sculptured petalled passion
 as alluring fragrance enchants to ignite
senses and heart...

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A Haunting Waltz

As I recline, wearied, on this eve so dark and dreary,
Whispers in the shadows, tales of Victorian eerie.
The moon, a spectral lantern, spills...

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             Echoes of the Heart


I’ve walked this street before, through slick remnants of...

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"The Liar – Inspired by a song of the same name by Glenn Hughes." The Poet

Verse1:
I see the evil in your eyes,
Only now I begin...

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No edifice harbors more profound silence than this,
Each door creaks with a mournful cadence as if bearing the weight of years.
The stairs emit a plaintive...

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By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Under the bright blue sky
Pretty flowers are blooming to catch your eye
Lifting their many colors...

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"Ethereal Lanterns Poetry Contest"

Winter has gone to sleep,
fast asleep for another year.
Spring has opened it's eyes,
for a new season.
The cold of the winter,
has turned into...

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I started out as a pretty rose bud,
the rains are coming maybe even a flood.
Then the bright sun will come out,
my pedals open up without...

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Written: March 2nd, 2024
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Wingbeats on...

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*Written for an AP contest in which the theme was to write 
an alternate ending for a favorite book, poem etc.  


Shakespeare's quill gave...

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