Odyssey Poems - Poems about Odyssey

My home is not made of spacecraft. My heart is not made of fear. My soul is not made of isolation. No, my home is a resilient capsule that no one can breach. I am there whenever I am weightless. I am there whenever I am problem-solving. I will be there whenever I return. Yes, you can enter. But first repeat after me: My...

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Light and airy, sparkling, bright! That's the theme to bring delight! Sweet and tasty, luscious too! Choicest words that ought to do! Blithesome, rosy full of glee Loveliest of poetry! Sun kissed, moon blessed Heavenly Every line an odyssey Love and romance Chivalry Rhythms about Love's destiny Playful, dreamy Whimsy lore Heart's own quest: Devote, adore! Poets, readers Loved ones, all Listen to the muse's call Follow swiftly, travel far Lose yourself Twirl on a star Pretty, fancy Dulcet chimes You will find in minstrel's rhymes....

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We blindly traverse life’s vicissitudes, Upheavals and harmony An odyssey in search of love, Beauty, truth and happiness Lamented in moments of sorrow Euphoric in joyous bliss Recorded in hours, days and years Till hands of death bring to cease....

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The book Odyssey symbolizes Enduring loyalty, the passage of time And the emotional power of reunions It’s a bittersweet truth about life Even in decay and hardship Love and loyalty remain steadfast....

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An amateur with art in her veins, A portrait and palette to design dreams and pains. Serendipitous ideas flood the gates, An obsession mushrooms as fate curates. Rekindling old fondness, Crafting nuance with skillfulness. From canvas to clinic, the journey unfolds, Exploring dermal maps with a finesse untold....

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bulbous eyes bulging chest perched on my screen the ugliest thing I’d ever seen beat its wings abruptly buzzing robustly flew away...

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Tell me where I'm supposed to be if not with you, Everyone leaves, that's nothing new. I wonder if she does all the things i would've done for you. Any and everything to make you smile, My only wish is you'd stayed for a while. I'm a hopeless romantic, but these days all i feel is hopeless. I took...

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Sacred Earths Tiny Dancer Arise, My Beloved! I say, Arise, My Love! For you are a Sacred Dancer In the Great Spirit's grand and glorious ceremony— A hallowed space where Ancient mountains spirited stories in stone. Valleys cradle the songs of hidden streams, Their banks are a living topiary of green medicine. Autumn leaves are like eagle feathers of the seasons Twirl against branches,...

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In smoke and flames of mighty Apollo T-minus fifteen seconds, engines on! O’ ship of divine distance I saw go when rocketeers on lunar ascent shone. New Age Columbus kings voyage and realm in your Saturn V rocket to the moon - new worlds beyond and Earth men at the helm when supersonic roared...

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V. "The Great Collective Awakening" Aren't we the true definitive problem, not just astray- malignant corporations… Or unresponsive governments ? We are faulted; consumers telling them: demanding them: ...

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IV. Interconnected Web Teach your children the ethos of the rampart- of the earth under their feet. Is it more than just soil? It's heaven — The Chosen Hallowed Retreat Where we connect For you must see life as fully rich with the resounding vibrations of our ...

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June 04, 2024 For Anoucheka Gangabissoon Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thrilling explorations enlivened with adventure, As my soul longs for a most special blue venture. The indulgent warmth of the sun revitalized me, Once having landed in this paradisiacal arcady. Palm twigs drift in a gentle breeze, Infinite...

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III. Ecological Awareness In this fragile eggshell I will call life for security's a mirage I chase. Existence is a gamble I take a wild and desperate gamble. Not a problem – to dissect, I say but an eagle’s call heard. A life joy-filled sorrow I feel every single day. When illness descends a chilling hand on my fevered brow. We should huddle together, a desperate "us" against the "now." The wisdom of ages...

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II. Nature's Cyclical Dance End is not death. Changing into something new is good. A leaf falls, then goes back into the dark soil. Next year's flowers sleep under winter's quiet. We fear the end, but nature shows us it's not bad. Death is a new start. My Anishinaabe mentor Little Deer laughed at my wide eyes. That first forest walk, as...

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No body killed me, in our lives of Odyssey No body killed me, in our lives of Odyssey - they are no longer to be seen There are crows in abundance around this balcony- yet, the tired one I knew when Life began No more- many years before there was a flock of those among plethora of...

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