Journey Romanticism Poems

Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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What a roller coaster it has been
The ups and downs and the in-betweens
We laugh, we cry , we shout and scream
We walk, we run, we...

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During the early morning summer hours,
   A cardinal flew to the ground, and chose
   The most radiant of all the flowers—
It...

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On a monotone Monday,
under grey skies with perpetual rain,
I became a devotee to your magnificence.

A poetic pilgrim wandering upon a path,
which would lead me to...

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In a realm where dreams dance in light's embrace,
Desiree dwelled with an enchanting grace,
Her name a symphony, a tale to unfold,
In life's grand expanse, a...

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If my heart is broken in two
Which one should I follow?
Should I follow the one that’s wanting to stay?
Or the one that wants to be...

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I was once a reckless vagabond
Exploring the world with a brave heart and an empty  hand
People fear the sound of my name
For I am...

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0' the dawn is here for a new day, 
Looking to the horizon of the meadow
The sun is just starting to peek its rays
Gleaming brightly...

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watching you walk
is my favorite ballet
each step forward
a welcomed invasion into my life
my head tips down a tad
smile races across my face
a calvary of joy
meanders...

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"The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul."

       
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i watch you sleep
wondering where you are
the hair
falls down to the cheeks
spilling upon the pillows
moon intrudes
throwing shadows around
our cat stirs
your mouth is slightly open
as if...

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TODAY I SAW MY LADY DRESSED IN A YELLOW GOWN,
YET NOTICED THE SPARKLING WATER DROP ROLLING DOWN,
PLACED ON HER HEAD LIKE QUEEN'S CROWN,
GLIDING OVER HER...

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as the moon begins its disappearance
leaving silver caps atop the waves
soon becoming an illuminated path
i am denied to journey upon
knowing it is rising for you
i...

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Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning...

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“Sacred Lakes”



There is magic 
in your shaman bones
stories shaken like strange mojo 
busy under cover of autumn leaves 
turning burnished topaz gold 
idling unrushed roll...

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