Moment Poems - Poems about Moment

along life's journey simple joys are the gems to be stockpiled and amassed opportunities are simply bits of freedom to blossom into time well savoured...

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in vibrant colors ...

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if I could describe your soul it would be clear mirror shattering forevermore where pieces are jigsaw puzzles not fitting, falling under oak table stuck on persian carpet existing upside down on another planet soul shadows broken spiderwebs hanging on ceilings not existing another calls himself father holding elbow skin blowing in a wind...

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Protesting The Moment Illuminating the night by the light of a bonfire Captivating the insight before one’s mind begins to tire Emigrating out of fright as one’s own government becomes a liar Abdicating all your rights as they burn your life upon the pyre Procession of a line for food that western lives refuse to see Intercession...

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For a moment I took pleasure On the fact that you existed You were there Silent Withdrawn But wise Oh so wise I felt I could talk to you As if I talked to the moon And God you could understand....

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Janice Avery loved deep green nature; like cherry sunset owls, gawping. She dwelt with her parents and Sissy, when old, golden days were walking. They lived out in the hilly country, where orangeish stars could be seen; And summer seemed to last forever, for days held a predominate sheen. Noons were filled with happiness laughter, that foreshadowed pink moon. Life...

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Passing Through The Moment Aesthetic communion for an artist in a ghetto Prosthetic student union that is only there for the power show Anaesthetic ex-communion for a doctor who does not want to go Prophetic graceful union of the ones who seem to always know Consummate reliance on another person for your relief Don’t abdicate defiance...

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Never still the mind of God.' continual motion Growth of purpose' rythem of love, making..' man and woman' comes from above.' Growth of grass Errosion of cliffs.' Waves upon oceons work To shift..Grit in oyster, kernel growth.' Denotes Wisdom and tears..Indeed; my oath.! Wind that moves Emotions to change; sadness to elation such A range.. Snail or Eagle slow or fleet Earth...

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grief is a complicated feeling; it doesn’t always hold the loss of something. But in some cases, in my case, it’s the quiet ache of dread, the feeling that encapsulates quiet certainty of impending loss, something that means more to you than anything, that in the here and now, is still with you. Yes, you may...

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A smile can change everything And everything has worn the same outfit since Adam and Eve started sewing designer fig leaves Which leads me to the conclusion…No, you’re not my person but for 3 seconds it felt a 10-year anniversary A moment framed in my better day’s gallery Knowing we were both thinking something similar means everything...

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In a moment suspended between the silent beats of time and infinity, The miracle of love settled like a mist, almost untouchable, yet so tangible, It was better than any dream drawn on the sky of a starless night, It was like a precious object you could lift, gaze at, and keep in memory, We found ourselves on the...

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Never had I heard a flutter so clear! nor more distinct than the settle of midnight wings; Soft gray wings spreading, fanning coming to gentle fold, soon to follow, a nightingale's song, ...

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Never had I heard a flutter so clear! Nor more distinct settle of midnight wings; soft gray fans, coming to gentle fold -- soon to follow his song -- the nightingale, lilting the air! Such a blessed union, rare!~ Light and dark...

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Give me a moment Give me a moment to collect my words of love and share them with you give me a chance to express emotions of love with a touch of you give me your left hand for it bears a trace of love and it speaks of you give me a...

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...by moment in days, and in nights his sleepless flights a calling, a warning he ignores it all and then a moment, by moment, by moment he see's, he see's, he see's it all a turning, a yearning to experience something a softness, a breathless of soundless waves in inside, on outside and all around a moment by moment by moment collide ...

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