Tentatively Poems - Poems about Tentatively

... The old woman sat, eyes like pools of dreams, and imagined. If generations of pain can be passed down through bone and blood, why can’t love live there as well? She touches her face tenta......

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...I light the match And watch the flame flicker. The flame is bright, A beautiful blue, orange and yellow. I know that if I touch this flame I’ll be burned. Perhaps scarred. But as I stare at th......

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...My Father’s Hand! My father left me when I was a baby and all that remained of him… was his hand! The hand that edged its way into the last photo he took of me! As I grew, I used to study tha......

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...Escapism – For the readers. (A lone voice whispers) Hey you, Reading this From way beyond the reach Of the Great Abyss I, Thomas, have a question or two Would you blindly follow ......

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...Sunday February 2nd, 2025 Groundhog Day Location: Gobbler's Knob in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. First held on February 2, 1887 prognosticating how many more weeks of winter weather without a shado......

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...The snow lay thick; the snow lay flat Upon my roof, a pitter pat A reindeer or an alley cat? Sure ain’t Santa… can’t be that For midnight came and midnight went So, clearly Santa wasn’t sent… ......

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...The Bitter Bite of Night! Night creeps in sotto voce melding with the mellowing village life. Night, a seemingly mischievous cat, slips along incognito in its prankish mood, teasing any light ......

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... (A lone voice whispers) Within this deep clearing, a mystical sanctuary surrounded by the long trees of Time's perpetual symphonies, we meet. Within this clearing, sheltered from Stor......

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...did they say, Who're they? does this yet matter this day --- Who is... who ease... here? ......

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...The Midnight Visitor. (A lone voice whispers) I stood over her luscious form Bathed by the cool glare of the Crying moon as The Ancient Mother pretended to sleep but watched as she slept ......

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...-For Achilles and Patroclus, reunited in death Alone, walks a soul upon the earth. He stands before a memorial, knowing that is where his body lies, But he himself has no grave; no reme......

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...Amassed in tiny droplets formed on a windowsill like virgin tears of perfection... the night-bird's rendition of summer rain behind the backdrop of a trumpeter's smooth grooves melt......

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...Musing Lately Let’s just say with my husband now having heart troubles and my being old (& bedridden while waiting for my new prosthetic-leg) makes for on-going thinking, remembering, observing......

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... We woke up early to a 50 degrees morning….six o’clock to be specific In order to make the 70 mile trip to Rialto Beach on the coast of the Pacific. It was a two hour circuitous trip …since we h......

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...Tentatively, I opened up to you with my soul. I feel the calm connection that binds us as whole. This Love we share makes me cry. I beg and beg and wonder why! You have chosen me, me! as te......

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