Mutterings Poems - Poems about Mutterings

My mind is on red training wheels Muse is gone and I’ve got a thrill In writing about shouting daffodils Moving around never staying still Lost in thought a fun place to be With original parts wonderful dreams The art of heavy hearts creating The next Noah’s ark in valley green And they’d say you’re manic and mad Why build an ark in...

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mutterings I see you in dreams, those inconsequential things, shaped in busy slumber. I call to you - with continual mutterings - but do you listen?...

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The mystical allure Of an island in the sun Embraced by deepest waters Of sparkling sapphire blue A tranquil sanctum A secret retreat A calling from within Where one day two sweet lovers meet And on this Isle their hearts entwined Where promises and vows were made A love eternal A love divine A love that stood the test of time Now all alone I live...

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I was born innocent and my consciousness began, And from the beginning like everyone I have struggled; Those baby cries were my first protests about my life, And as a child I thought I was eternal. So many times during my...

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I enter gates that are rusty and old, worn with age, This eternal resting place fills my soul with sadness; The time of year does not help, barren trees hanging low, Dried up flowers lay forlorn on rows of graves. I followed a...

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a glass butterfly, with transparent wings, rests on a wet fern- oh such lovely things! ___________________________________ February 27, 2017 Poetry/Jueju/Simple Mutterings/Glass Butterfly Copyright Protected, ID 18- 10029-88-0 All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym....

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It seems like I fell off the map on my life journey, my path has been twisted and quite ferny; and beauty is concealed . . . I have learned to dip and dive in life's battlefield, but this warrior of fate could use a shield; and...

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I was born at dawn near a wild stream cascading over rocks, the first sounds I heard were birds chattering in the trees. So loud. It was quite a shock falling to the ground like that, gosh I was stunned then I felt something...

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The day I found the butterfly in me, I was changed forever to- delighted. I found dancing where I could soar carefree, the butterfly and me are so united, that we twirl and swirl blissful, ...

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Writing, is everything to me! It is my true passion- MUSE found me, a lonely little girl weeping, with deep swirling words in my head and in time, I wrote the words down. My thoughts fell, and a writer was born...

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ducks g l i d i n g on a pond a weeping willow tree touching the blue a park of green and benches in rows a blue sky above white clouds f l o a t i n g by ...

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Oh, with great delight, from out of the shadowy night, I hear a loud, powerful melody drifting such a mournful song with a chant soul-stirring a songster with whistles that crescendo trills, chirping, twittering and gurgles,...

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life can be hard it can slap a person down suck out all hope(yes I should say me) until I feel so small and insignificant my thinking con- fused and swirling I just want to escape to tranquility to quiet and deep silence with no reason to speak alone ...

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I held my baby so perfect and very dead and kissed his cold lips. Till my last breath I will mourn, my mourning shall shatter hearts. I dressed him in blue and laid him in sweet repose, many passed with tears. I had to let my boy go, that parting haunts me ever. _______________________ December 19, 2017 Poetry/Tanka/Simple Mutterings/Mourning and Parting Copyright Protected, ID 17-9742-39-0 All Rights Reserved. ...

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in my dream he watches and I feel his desire his need and I fear it, yet something lures me I sense him in my dark room and feel confusion it overwhelms me, I can hear his breathing close he whispers my name, it comes violently like thunder looking into his fathomless eyes I see love and hate then his...

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