Short Golden Thread Poems

Golden Thread Cyprus,
Crusty brown in the winter;
Flourishes in spring....

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Golden thread cypress, 
Your personality, bright; 
Bush of the suns’ rays.  
Family resemblance, seen 
In shades of yellow and green.
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Forever stretches out ahead
Forget everything that we said
For as the mist mingles with time
And those mistakes of yours and mine
Forgiveness is the golden thread...

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"GOLDEN"



"Golden thread through the Eye of THE Needle breeze blows draws figure 8 Eternity Open Return Gate..."

(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 Jan)


1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNKRHykTibw...

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Please heal my best friend,
let her walk this earth upon a path of golden thread
If the pain must go somewhere, 
let it live inside of me instead
Her smile makes each flower grow and the moon switch on its light
Please heal my best friend,
Amen and 
good night...

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I believe the past shapes our stories
Into a future born of history 
Woven in the tapestries 
The fair hand of  undulating poetical  landscapes 
A golden thread of  music warms our soul
We share with  our children
That they may have the tools too
To shape their story 
A better version of you.  .....

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She sometimes forget
Everything he says
She's filled with regret
As there goes the days

 Pitter pat the sound 
 Rain kisses the ground
 Her words never found 
 The steel chains abound 

Golden thread of fate
The stars can't replace
Time running out late 
She remained in place...

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You are the newest thread
in the tapestry of my life -
once neatly-patterned, 
but now criss-crossed 
and sig-zagged
with the vibrant strands
of your sister.

You, too, will be interwoven
into the fabric of my life
and be interlaced through
its brightness and hues
and be intricately entwined
and securely knotted
with one golden thread -
Love....

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Each golden thread,
that a poet writes,
ties us together,
we are bound so tight.
Such a garment,
many hours it takes,
composing our thoughts,
as a masterpiece is made.
Every one different,
many sizes, and shapes,
to be revealed,
never to fade.
Our legacy will shine,
many will read,
our thoughts, our dreams,
we have planted a seed.
Words, yes words,
on paper we write,
each golden seam,
placed just right....

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While I sit here,
Gutted by anguish,
With feelings so powerfully palpable
I can reach out and hold it 
with my bare hands,
You, the personification of Kintsukuroi,
simply sew yourself back together
With endless golden thread,
As if you’d never been shattered 
In the first place.
If only I’d known how to do that,
If only i’d learned to turn mountains
Into small bumps,
I would be as wholly healed
As you seem to be....

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Upon a pillow of golden thread
A fairy princess laid her head.
Dreaming of love, it is said,
Sweeter than nectar’s drop
Her royal thoughts fed.
By golden thread
Magical
Lonely
Bed
She
Awoke
Joy singing,
Inside her head
“Bring my love,” her plea.
Two entwined; magical day.
Embrace tomorrows’ happy play.
Love on a pillow of golden thread..

FORM: Rhyming Double-Reverse Nonet
Copyright 10/10/14
By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen...

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Vibrations of the universe; 
vibrations of the soul; 
the artist experiences harmonic convergence, 
every day.

Universal mind to soul mind; 
the golden thread is a pipeline; 
through which, a god pours ideas.

Soul mind to mortal hand is the translation of these.

When the artist puts pen to paper, brush to canvas, 
chisel to wood or stone; 
hand to instrument or body to the dance floor; enlightenment infects, all around them.

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What good am I when in so much pain
What good am I if I cannot bring better life to family
What good is this body if it keeps breaking down
I am
A tiny spec of dust, swept along by emotional tides
Worthless to so many in a world full of selfishness
What good can I do when the goings been so tough
I am
A lonely soul hanging on by a golden thread
Barely able to see light through encompassing darkness
What’s left for me in this crazy world when no one cares
Who am I?...

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Our hearts are intertwined
together they beat as one
woven with a silver needle
bound  with a golden thread

Stronger than the will of man
when two hearts collide
in unison they abide
now and forever

Swept away magically
to a place only we can know
where our hearts live,
thrive and grow

Storms may brew
and threaten all
clouds of gray 
will come our way

the strength of love
and the way we care
when the sky is clear
we'll be there

May others learn
when they see
how perfect
a love can be....

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