Mystery Quatern Poems

The mystery of time when true love invite
The promise of full blooms response to the light
The way of an eagle soaring in flight
The joy of...

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A few things that have always mystified me
Why must something as exquisite as a diamond
Or a towering, majestic oak take so long to be,
What’s it...

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Suspense is a thing worth not knowing
Dying for the knowledge of the mystery
From novice to brainiac ever flowing,
Slipping into the dark annals of history.

Shudders at...

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I believe in the Holy Ghost
He’s the Deity’s third Person
Illumining with truth’s utmost
Teaching me thru divine reason.

Midst varied thinkers’ influence
I believe in the Holy Ghost
God’s...

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This baby born in Bethlehem
to intervene in history,
two thousand years His diadem
still glitters gold with mystery.

Birthed in a stable to a maid -
this baby born...

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To watch snow tumble from the sky
on streets that clamor with unrest,
the eyes behold the mystery,
of nature at its very best.

I lift my eyes in...

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There, there it is, can you see it
Can't you?  Can't you see even a little bit of it
It's there, come on, hurry up
We need...

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Hiding in the shadows, there
at the corner of my eye,
I am slowly made aware
there is someone else nearby...

"Who is that?!" I bellow then,
"Hiding in the...

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On my way towards the castle made of gold and silver
I saw something which made my stride falter
It was the sight of a child
Sweet, innocent...

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Though I have been born on an island
Though the sea and the beaches make themselves seen to me so often
Each time I do sit and...

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I thought I was blessed
I thought I had been graced
Little did I know that I had in fact been cursed
Expecting the best, I did get...

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I was but seven
For me, it looked like heaven
Books and books everywhere
I could only stand and stare

See, it is the library, said mom
It is here,...

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The reflections in your eyes scare me
Yes, they do tend to say to me
Of how fed up you are of all of my actions
As if...

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Gathering dust on my bookshelf,
Old textbooks from my past major,
Reveal something about myself
(Never read again, I’d wager).

Attached in place by hidden tacks,
Gathering dust on my...

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This year's valentine I shall not spend like I did spend all the previous ones
Always was I alone, tending to my duties, rowing my boat...

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