Seasons Passion Poems

In the quiet of twilight's tender embrace,
Our souls entwine, a celestial grace.
Your eyes, twin stars, guide me home,
In this cosmic dance, we're not alone.

Beneath moon-kissed...

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Naked bodies tucked against one another,
feeling burning passion, enjoying intimacy
that's holy to God; we hear
warm and steady heartbeats,
and smelling the lilacs' scent so strongly,
we taste...

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Everybody has this silly notion
that life is not as precious as gold:
have they exchanged it for devotion:
to grab it faster than they could? 

I agree,...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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In the hallowed halls of college,
Where dreams bloomed like wildflowers,
I walked with a pencil in my pocket,
And a book cradled close to my heart.

My friends,...

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In the secret places
Of my heart, 
Little breaths erase the whispers,
Lingering like softest inspirations,
Listening to my beating, rhythmic 
Echoes, freedoms
Moments just like dewlike dreams,
Falling softly...

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When dancing Earth's tribal rhythms
natural seasons
light and heavy step
steeped nurturing intent
anxiously dark
anticipating bright
natural exotic music
dancing muse content

While singing deep spiritual
reasons
for light and night,
glad and sad...

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October is one of those months that begin to transition and change to prepare for winter.

As our days begin to shorten, this tenth month brings...

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My left-brain dominant challenge
begs for a worldview
of unconditional warm regard

Which sometimes feels uncomfortably warm
through heated confrontations
confused about whose voice is rightfully speaking
respectfully with whom

And who...

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There is this part of me that is moving on, the part of me that you cannot see, is pushing me, and is trotting in...

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Aaaah haa my love my love
How beautiful this love  love
Love my love because when a
Child is conceived in love and
Grows with love the child...

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No one speaks of Rapture
anymore

What could one say
short of singing
and dancing
graceful tandem play?

Even evangelists
seem less sure
Rapture is a grace-filled promise
of reward for virtue
and not merely...

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When you and your wife visited,
you shared a question asked by a pastor
of a raped
and thereby pregnant
vulnerably young and questioning parishioner.

"If your unborn child survived
his...

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We meet, we talk, but I don’t know you.
Your eyes a flash of blue, bits of sky. I don’t
know how it came to be yours,...

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“I found flowers growing in my ruins”

Once in a dark cave their lay aside devastated ruins 

The chains of weeds of my strongholds and failures...

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