Song Ottava Rima Poems

Revelation 22:12 (KJV) “And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be.”

In the...

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In the hush of twilight, serenity sings,
its voice, a whisper in the wind that brings
a melody soothing, a tune so mild,
wrapping the world in comfort,...

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Truly life is a song, if we sing along,
irrespective of fate as it may unfold,
choosing right over wrong, resolute and strong,
our vibrant innocence both playful...

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As the light of God is embodied in form,
hollow mind-body shell fully magnetised,
swathed in sublime bliss currents, both cool and warm,
in timeless time truth of...

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My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy. - William Shakespeare

Summertime skies, the clouds passing on by
Revealing silhouettes in timeless mists
Smiling, risking...

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Dawn Chorus

     In the shifting colours of the spreading dawn
     A solitary song from the woodland trees
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It's out in plain sight, cultivated in fields;
our science has made it increasingly strong.
Morality, stigma no longer are shields;
it's held in esteem by our youth...

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Your kindness smiles across my heart and soul
Dancing on my thoughts like a tender joy
Your laughter sings a love song to console
Even the worst worries,...

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Arbor of Wisteria and Clematis

Memory of appealing Wisterias
Uncovering the grand butterfly bush;
near the lilacs and lonely gardenias;
as the light essence of spring bring a rush.
little...

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Spring in all it's glory is now coming,                
with flowers...

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Oh Spring! glimmers a thought of warmer brighter days
As snow makes lace so pretty the face it rests upon
The northern wind does seek to woo...

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A show of earths sweet being sunshine and green
To flash her wand sprinkling of colours unseen
Under soil they toil little seeds germinate
Roots underground without sound...

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Broken rocky garden, overgrown, torn
Bending her splintered hope, divided pain
Token throwaway cuts, discarded scorn
Spending relief's pennies, enticing rain
Spoken dulcet song, kindness softly born
Tending today's seeds...

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ottava rima

A rambling riddle; hope you'll play along...
Fingers when I have played too much cello. 
Head, neck and shoulders baked in sun too long; 
Zingers...

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When Rain Came to the Valley

In swelter’s grip, they struggled day to day.
Sweat dripped from them. They barely could keep sane.
In stifling rooms each night...

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