Short Land On Your Feet Poems

To my sons

His feet
Lead him to breech
Any borders and seek
To meet his brothers as equals
Steven.
His feet
Lead him to leap
Over walls and land on his feet
Andrew
His feet
Seek to be free
To reach the top of trees
And fly to where dares the eagle
Matthew.

By CarolineCecile...

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I want to feel again,
I want to be myself again,
I want the pain to leave my body,
I want the self hate to leave my body,
I want to leave my body.

The window is open,
I lean out,
I take the leap,
I land on my feet,
Like always.

For now I do it for a high,
Perhaps one day I'll do it to end this life....

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I want to chase you
In untamed gardens
And be reckless with my kisses 
I want to fall
Down hills of heather 
And land at your feet 
I want to see
The morning dew
Resting on your lashes 
I want to end
Each of my days
Touching your lips
I want to know
Your touch
Deep in the night 
And in the dawn
Be your first sight...

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One moment of vision,
Is worth an eternity of darkness.
The mission is up to the person at hand
To really see what is in demand. 
Will the person have the command,
To then take a stand. 
Or will they fall apart,
Into little grains of sand. 
They can either land on both feet, 
Or instead just take a seat,
To accept there lonely defeat....

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Falling is easy.
Tripping over caramel eyes,
Cascading down a smile.
A blur of loveliness in freefall.

Stumbling to the floor,
I land at your feet.
I dare you to meet me,
But you stand straight,
Perfectly balanced.

To be loved,
And love in return,
Is a dream
I’ll never sleep to find.

But I will continue to fall,
And you will never catch me....

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When this world has deprived you
Land beneath your feet,
Some air for you to breathe,
Hope to grant you sleep,
I will be here.
And I will write
Of you,
For you,
To you-
I will write a world 
through and through.
No matter how all edges
has pinned my arms
on the tamest grounds,
Still I will write of one true wild.
I will write a world made
For you, especially for you-
To survive....

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At times I feel like a white horse,
and as beautiful as the sea,too.
So powerful and strong!
Knowing nothing can go wrong.
Being sure above all...to never follow 
the throng.

God above, his land under my feet, 
and dedicated to singing!
My own truth and my song each glorious day... 
With beautiful,glorious church bells ringing!



Blessings~
Panagiota Romios
June 21, 2019
5pm PST
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The ground is thawing,

Winter's demise draws near.

Eagerly I await the first buds of spring.

Snowdrops so tentative

Have raised their faces to the light.

The first green shoots

Have appeared on lilac bushes.

While the sun shines brightly

A handful of wayward flakes

Make their way earthward.

The last stragglers of the season.

As if swept from Heaven's floor

To land at our feet....

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Where beauty lies is foreign
A land not under feet
To one day travel, venture
To go there, for to meet
With hopes and aspirations
Of dreams, then, to come true
With beauty there, I’ll wander
Across the waters, blue

For there is all the passion
As two then grow to be
Like a flower in the garden
Grown, from one small seed
A blossoming of feelings
A bouquet of new rewards
A blessing of ascetic wonder
For two beings in accord...

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I'll take the high road
Cos your on the low
I'll skip ,jump and dance
While you take it slow

I'll sit under the stars
And watch them shine
I'll take my heart
Calmly off the line

I'll jump from a mountain
And land on my feet
I'll travel the world
Sitting in my seat

I will love again
If it's only me
I'll swim in the ocean
Walk into the sea

I'll live for today
Look forward to tomorrow
I'll sing this song
And never feel sorrow...

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Like a cavity in my soul
Heart empty like no blood to spare
Further of darkness endures

Colors surround me
Everywhere they land
I hate the colors and all that they are
Why crave the darkness
When colors land at your feet
To many people know color
I see shades of black white and grey

I hang in a mundane world
Suspended in time
Waiting for my feet to meet the ground
In the darkness of my own he'll
I refuse color
So I will never ascend...

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Writing is a way to express my feelings
It is considered a healthy way to vent
Until or unless it makes someone uncomfortable
Then you are crazy, or a troll, or a werewolf’s tongue or something

When you are too honest, things can go awry, 
haywire, you can land head down, feet first.
Do it anyway
Spill your truth.
Throw it out there onto the page.
Lay it out.

It can help you find your tribe
and also show you who the name-callers are
so you can avoid them...

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