musings in the yard
...every blade of grass has a memory
each yellow dandelion has her own song to sing
I marvel at the miracle of the red clover with her circular leaves
purposeful ant marches past my musings, giving m...
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Categories:
my musings, nature,
Form: Free verse
The Gates of Hell
...Gate or Gates 7-1-25 Based on Rodin’s Gates of Hell. It struck me that Rodin’s gates are closed which made me think of a pastor who said he would want to set up a mission at the gates of hell, that...
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Categories:
my musings, forgiveness, life,
Form: Ekphrasis
Soulmate
...Teasing eyes that I can never get out
In my reveries, they haunt forever
Voluminous euphoric feelings sprout
And engross my musings without sever
Spend time gazing at the infinite highs
Your e...
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Categories:
my musings, love,
Form: Sonnet
Overcast
...when another day begins
with cold, grey, overcast skies
foreboding shivers the mind...
uncertainty looms
clouds may mirror my musings
but, nevertheless, I scan
the sky searching for golden
s...
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Categories:
my musings, analogy,
Form: Dodoitsu
Midnight Sashays In 2025
...My musings launched into the stratosphere
Marching to Mars’ trending atmosphere
It's 2025
At midnight it’ll arrive
I’ll be taking time out in the new year
...
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Categories:
my musings, happy, new year,
Form: Limerick
My Goal
...Miscellaneous, multifarious
These were my musings, mixed and various
Poems that were happy, poems so sad,
Left me heartbroken or cheerily glad.
Poems about people and nature and such
Sometimes I...
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Categories:
my musings, hope, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
I wander through the corridors of my mind
...I wander through the corridors of my mind,
a labyrinth of echoes and whispers,
Where each heartbeat is a drummer of destiny,
and each breath a sigh of the cosmos.
The lunatic, the lover, and the ...
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Categories:
my musings, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Why did I become a poet
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I was born a poet not manufactured.
It started with a heart feeling fractured.
Childhood trauma led to built up suppression,
but the soul yearned for creative expression.
For years my poems hid...
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Categories:
my musings, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Things I should've learned in math class but didnt
...There's a hole in the fabric of my universe
Sometimes I slip inside and zip it up
Time loses meaning here
no future, no past
The present in this space is only an imaginary playground between the...
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Categories:
my musings, art,
Form: Free verse
Ode to my Beloved
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Love is a silent emotion,
invisible to open eyes.
But, I saw the naked soul
of her enigma - my universal truth.
A pristine state of perfection.
As her 'silence' whispered to my sou...
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Categories:
my musings, love,
Form: Ode
From you '15 years from now'
...What am I looking for, what am I hiding
reunited with my past self, can't help but repent;
did I lose myself or am I still finding,
hoping for my tomorrow just to escape my present.
Masked my t...
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Categories:
my musings, change, deep, growth, writing,
Form: Free verse
Last drop of ink
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Love is a silent emotion,
invisible to open eyes.
But, I saw the naked soul
of her enigma -
my universal truth.
A pristine state of perfection.
As her 'silence' whispe...
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Categories:
my musings, romance,
Form: Ode
I'll come with poetry
...Some of my poems are truly inane.
Screeching, preaching, a run away train..
Impulsive poetry is to blame.
It's just my style. I'll sign my name.
It's never racist.
It doesn't seek to defame and
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Categories:
my musings, 1st grade, funny, people,
Form: Light Verse
Journal
...Yes, that is the role of the Teacher, as Shams was to
me – showing one ‘who they are’, so they can stop
bleating, crying at night, and never again be afraid.
Rumi
Oh beloved,
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Categories:
my musings, devotion, love, romantic love,
Form: Free verse
Out of Gas
...I’m staring at my notebook;
The page is lined but blank.
I’m like the driver with no map
Or gas within the tank.
I’ve got the engine started
But I have no place to go,
So I’m sitting here in ...
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Categories:
my musings, writing,
Form: Rhyme
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