Reflecting Poems

reflecting in the rain

I sit and write and write and sit
small bird flies down, tiny tidbit
her movements funny, she entertains
a flash of red on a day that rains

Where is the fullfilment'

I see many seeking.' Life eternal, love everlasting' reading
Watching.' Desiring divine..Finding lifes ending observing it.
Yet start new.' in many different life forms; that hold no former awarness peculier to who.? So I leave my ponder.'
And realise to await in faith..' For true capture of life is
Beyond here.. Its in Gods dimension ( and comes neither

Reflecting Images

My book of yesterday's 
Of memories
and moments in search...

I turn the pages
Dreaming about what could have been
And rearranging all that is...

Forging onward
Like a theatrical play
of gratitude and resilience 
I kneel to pray

Where feathered moments
Lost in the wind
Play a song of love
In moment's to relive

For now in silence
Subdued of thought
Lost in the beauty
My candle it taunts

I

Reflecting on Carefree days

Looking deep into your invitingly, 
warm, brown eyes, I suddenly felt 
intoxicated, as if I were drunk,
Drunk, dizzy, and unbalanced,
Unbalanced, I stumbled right into an 
old tree,
Tree, it wasn’t any old tree; it was 
the tall palm tree, our secret meeting 
place.

Place, a heart-shaped rose garden, 
where endless hours of daydreaming 
and making plans,
Plans of

Surrounded

I'm to vague to remember why
I'm so soft to stay strong
an oblivion of doubt
This may end when it starts pour out
My tendencies,  my shortcomings 
My anxieties off and running
Acting right when i thought i was wrong
Hoping time passes me by

Life Reflecting

Life is like a chess game/
Sometimes I feel like/
The isolation/
Is getting the best of me/
Losing touch with reality/
Life has never been kind/
No matter what you do/
There will always be haters/
In the woods/
Struggling through the trenches/
From day one/
Educated on the bricks/
Some call it street smarts/
Everyone has their limits/
Most of us on the inside/
Have pushed the limits/
To

Freedom in my eye

I always wanted to be free
I always wanted to be me
I always wanted to look past the haze and confusion so I could see what I need to see.
I never want  to be tame
I never want to stay the same
I never want to be hindered and fused, destined not to choose weather I need to

Reflecting Soul

Like a mirror, reflecting presence 
An image easily portrayed by beauty 
A soul carrying two faces 
One they live, other hidden in darkness 
Personality of emotions conflict or self being 
Who do we see this day exist 
Soul willing to kill or die friend 
Or heart do we carry upon chest 

Something real and rare

When Summer Is Gone

Shy clouds drift over a sea of blue satin,
Remembering to breath in the used to be soothing
Sunlight gentling the truth, kindling hopes
Who reflect on the new, 
Listening to aching raindrops, glistening
And bursting through the promises
On a still, clear afternoon, 
While endless notes of light,
Fall like heady bliss, on the moments
When birds test their voices,
Crooning, lyrics

The kindness of strangers, Pennsylvania's human service agencies

It's ten weeks now since that fateful day when I tripped in a hole
and my life went array..
I'm finally on my feet and walking again, reflecting on those angels,
the help they did lend..
I wouldn't have been able in my home to stay, if it wasn't for a
wheel chair loan from St. John's Way..
This church based

Too Close To The Edge

The world tilts into a crescendo,
manifesting a lure of viral plague,
pervasive and fangs virulent,
sickening coquettish carnivorous creatures.

Why bother with their musings,
why care?

A question that reminds me I am human,
but am I?
Do I appear as one of you?
Not even slightly, something much more,
horrifying.

As the witching hour casts its gloomy pallor,
I am ensnared,
in the icy grip of

reflecting

Sorrowful are we
reflecting on our own lives 
falling short of God

Reflecting - Mirror

"The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which images of infinite beauty are reflected." - Rumi 

I
once saw
two mirrors
which were facing
each other at just
the right angle so that
my image was repeated
again and again and again -
seemingly for an infinity.
It was an amazing thing to behold.
Let us stand with purity of heart as
if we stood

The Reflecting Halls of Meiosis

He speaks an uncomplex language,
a simpler time and all the more better
for he to not contemplate the ways of the Sun -
revolving around in his mind,
burning synapsis, conjoining 
an onyx ringed Saturn unmasked 
(they say the devil, Medusa dwells there),
now view the Sun ray-banned, 
traversing his time
around the skirts of it all,
they say earthquakes follow

REFLECTING ON EASTER

African poem by Nwachukwu Victor

REFLECTING ON EASTER


Once again, we are at that Joyful season
The time to celebrate for that one reason
He has paid the price
He laid down his life as a living sacrifice
In our darkness, he became the light
He has given us the power to fight
To defeat sin, death that leads to pain
He has cleared

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