Spring Stars Poems

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A clear spring night. I walk outside glancing up into the sky. The night sky is miraculous, appearing like magic at each sunset, promising to...

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I am a river, and my heart,
an ever-changing stream,
Ripples clean me part by part,
and so joy reigns in me supreme.

As a redwood firmly stands,
through seasons...

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I now whisper a verse, like a curtain of shooting stars,
Weaving with a rhyme, an echo from worlds locked in the distance afar.
To clasp your...

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Even the stars tremble, ever so faintly, glistening
Revealing the heartbreak beneath the breath,
Stars, still as night, they listen… 
Beyond the shudders, the tremulous sighs,
Disturbing the...

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The elder tree is all the seasons in living form. In the winter it waves from beyond my windowpane with soft wands of brown, accepting...

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"Happiness? The color of it must be spring green." - Frances Mayes

Soft sun embraces souls, sentimental,
Shimmering stars sing through the silence,
While a heavy moon glows...

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I watched you as you tangled stars in the horizon of my life,
Stirring my imagination in your wake, a comet's tail gone adrift.
It was the...

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Never let your fears be the boundaries of your dreams. ~ unknown

Erase the dark with morning’s sweet breath,
Shimmering light silences shadow’s caress,
Blaming the night for...

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All the stars and their kingdoms use Christ’s name in error 
Muttering to themselves “Who is this quiet torchbearer?” 
“Where did he come from; what...

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What is the noise I hear,  
could it be a loud cheer?  
Oh no my dear,  
we must leave and go the...

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Under your cloak of stars, the restlessness is soothed,
A wave of gentle enchantment caresses my quivering soul,
Whenever your shadow flees from sight, I enwrap you...

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I'm tired, I'm lifeless, I'm broken, I want to give up
I'm emotionless, and if I weren't a hopeless romantic, I'd be heartless
Where do I go...

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Clarity, clarity, surely clarity is the most beautiful thing in the world, A limited, limiting clarity I have not and never did have any motive...

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The bright blue sky and white fluffy clouds,
are slipping far away.
The day is coming to a close,
and it is now their bedtime.
Very soon the huge...

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It came to me in moon’s soft shadow,
As it will at times, still as the frost
Withering the leaves, branches unsheltered,
Buried in embittered …
On December’s naked...

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