April Quatern Poems

"A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else." John Burroughs

Bearing own fault is a virtuous...

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~ Easy  Or  Hard ~
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~O~


We can't have everything we want 
Some folks around with almost all 
While some folks...

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~ There's  Still  Love ~
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~O~


There's still Love. Just open heart  wide.
Have Faith! See the Light! Don't be blind.
Just...

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~ Without  God ~
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~O~


Pressures in life, strong, too many
The Devil wants to kill, destroy
He'll do this only if allowed
But with...

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"If truth is stranger than fiction, you need to take a stroll inside my dreams!"- by me

Weave me a story; weave me a tale.
Whole histories...

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For him to enjoy freedom flight
My heart is imprisoned with love
Assisting development height
While he propels himself above.

Optimizing promise of hope
For him to enjoy freedom flight
Patience...

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"A little while longer and the world will see Me no more, but you will see Me. Because I live, you will live also." John...

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In the turmoil of troubling thoughts
I hear your voice calling to Me.
Listen! Your sick heart is screaming
as it seeks out comforting spots.

Listen! You must feel...

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Space flickers, revealing white light
If we pause to blink, we’ll miss it
God’s blessings, bestowing clear sight
Signals we are at the summit

When void-centric becomes our view
Space...

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Give us now joy, that does not end
Flowing like our heartbeat and breath
We like not mix of ego’s blend
Fearful thoughts approaching in stealth 

Methinks we’re...

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We eat the cake and have it too
Our cup of joy runneth over
Rapture unbound that does renew
Touch divine keeps us in clover

Ours for asking, in...

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I see you float drenched in my tear,
when my heart melts, flows like a stream.
You drift away to niche not near,
at the edge of my...

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When our suggestions fall on deaf ears
And what we think carries little weight,
We begin to realize our deepest fears
When ideas we cherish do not resonate.

Saddened...

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As morning air spreads April's scent-
   via the whisper of its breeze,
      her fragrant bluebells, now present
their perfumed...

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Oh, hope so fragile: hope forlorn -
when pain or sorrow are the yoke
it seems for ages you have worn,
on fumes of  great dismay you...

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