True(A) Poems - Poems about True(A)

Love is like time, it moves and has its own space and rhyme, like the pieces are all over the universe, making us look for our love in the stars above. The universe has sent us here in this place and time, to watch as we move in this time. Maybe to see if we...

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Unlike a Spurgeon, I by dull words unfold The limits of my Sarah's love for me, But I realize that the rot and stink and mold Are all within my mind, beneath my See. There is no other person who can love For me. It is my duty and my joy. It is the Truth that True Love is made...

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I've finally reached it What I'll call the end A volume of poems For my special friend A thousand that took me Three years to construe And all of these poems Were always for you To be continued......

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A cabin in Tennessee A chalet on Lake Annecy Sunsets in colors so bright A wood stove that's nice and warm During those big snowstorms Loving you all through the night Pink sands and turquoise seas Baccarat on the breeze Holding hands, stealing a kiss Art museums, living dreams Behind you inside moonbeams Klimt made a painting like this Always your troubadour Always, forevermore Always...

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I'll be waiting quietly Back behind the scenes In case, perhaps it's meant to be That we live out those dreams I'll still be up most half the night Thinking hard and long And in my mind 'twill in my sight See Bluebird singing songs Reading books I think you'd like Each year one more in sum Talking to you while...

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There's a plaque at number 1-0-5 'Twill be there for some years And anyone who looks at it Will just see what appears But they won't know the meaning What lies behind the word All they'll see when reading it Is simply this, "Bluebird" A testament to something? A nickname for someone? No one will have an inkling They'll just think it's fun But two...

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Walking in the front door with my sisters in tow, the phone on the sideboard in the dining room started ringing incessantly. Upon answering the phone, a very determent voice accosted my ear with, ‘You are the lucky winner in our draw to receive a Life Coat makeover for your house—‘ ‘This is not my...

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Your spot without you standing there Could never be the same Even if it's occupied By someone with your name There's only you, your rightful place? Mic 3 up on the stage And in my heart you've all the mics I strum for just you babe ...

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You're my focus all the time You're the ink in the design Your's the name inside the vine Hoping one day they combine You're the grape that makes the wine You're the purest gold so fine You're the pencil, make a line Then draw your heart on top of mine You're the polish, how you shine! You're the...

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You know how much I love you I've told you many times In many different formats In music and in rhymes The question never whether The answer was I do And that love will not sever Until my days are through...

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Klimt is there again I don't know if or when We'll ever get to go But just in case, you know? Put it on the list I want to see The Kiss Standing next to you Just in case we do...

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The man with the gun Is truly powerful The man with the pen Will take your life. ...

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Is there sensory light? She asked me while I was sitting quietly on the threshold of anticipation, gazing into the soul of a cat, thinking about how it would be. .. to escape forever into a realistic doctrine of untouched upcoming truths. So how do you interpret the difference between sensory and physical light? Those figurative...

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You see the evil doesn’t look at all condemned Those evil troublemakers of mankind Are well remembered, way above the nameless dead Who by the will of country rulers had to die Because the actions, as you say my darling dear Speak louder than words, and so they act As if they had too little history in rear So thinking they’re...

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