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Tossed on the Wide Seas

“Life is like a ship tossed on the high sea 
To journey amidst sunshine and wild waves.” - By author.
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Wide Oceans

The sun matches how I feel about your energy
you're so bright when you walk into a room 
your so warm when you pull me into hugs 
When I go to the beach I think of you 
the water smells like you 
the sand holds on to me like your kisses do 
I'm so lucky that

And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," President Abraham Lincoln was shot.

President Abraham Lincoln died approximately nine hours after being shot at Ford's Theatre. The assassination occurred on the evening of April

Open Wide

Open Wide. On Her Quest for Her identity.

Bards
   off possibility
Scribes
   of reality
Poetry
   of extreme order
Communication
    accessible
Meditations
    unclothed
Structured instincts
    penned in poems
Caesura here
   Cut off point there
Bare lines
    be gone
Flotsam
   no more
Broken pieces
 

With Eyes Wide Open

(Please Note: this poem is generalised and not about at any particular   individual)

It is so interesting how differently humans perceive each other
Our perceptions are often at complete opposite ends
I see someone to avoid and stay well away from
You see a potential friend 

You see a good, kind and caring person
I see a performance

Cool Wide Mind

see all the parts of the picture, the whole thing, up and down left  and right 

have an open mind, read rightly totally the book until its end

with a cool serene mood, swim in , and through the sea of meditation.

Wide Open Skies

(Entered for Contest: Memories Lost Within A Frozen Mist. Sponsor: Sara Jama.
Deadline 8th April 2025)


Do you remember, those wide open skies?
when we were younger, with wide open eyes
the world was our view, from the Empire State
or walking that walk, on the Golden Gate
days when tomorrows, were never ending
long before sorrow, had started trending
maybe I will

A good day to contemplate Australia wide' they shall celebrate

Soon will dawn Australia day.' A date on the calender some
Pages away..Its the first poem from me, on this holiday
In the past I was not one (for its celebration lets say?) Yet
Decades have sifted me.' Experience has shifted me.! I
Feel for the past though I will say.' It has been a hard go! and
Most challenging

Wide Zhyloy

Our land is rich with naughty and talents rare,
My fate lingers in verses steeped in despair.
Think of Zhyloy* when one mentions Aibek's name,
And think of Aibek when Zhyloy earns acclaim!

At times we are a desert, at times a deep sea,
At times we're heavy, at times light and free.
I am boundless, vast as Zhylyoi's embrace,
For we

Deep and Wide

Deep & Wide

You Can RIDE 
The River
Or WATCH
From the Shore.

One Little
SHOWBOAT...
***
Doesn't Really
Matter.

-Gray Squirrel

11-10-2024

Autumns descend like birds of fire, with wings spread wide

Autumns descend like birds of fire, with wings spread wide,
covering the earth with a carpet of leaves burning in the colors of sunset,
each rustle an echo of lost childhood, a cry of time,
where the soul seeks shelter among the shadows stretching lazily.
On the paths of time, autumns walk with the steps of a lost soldier,
bumping

The Wide Devastation

Long after the lively spring came quite early...
every narrow hill's path laid in solemn tranquility,
faint footprints on solid ground under black booths
smeared with stains by damaged, leaking roofs.

It took longer to reach the hilltop being forced to halt
before a fallen tree toppled down by the hurricane Milton:
can Nature be as violent as man's mad temperament?
A

Wide Awake

"Does he love me?
No, for he never told me so.
It was all in my mind,
Neglecting the signs,
As if I'm blind.
I'm accepting it now,
'Cause if his love was true,
Doubt won’t linger, but it grew.
If he truly cared, he would have shown,
And now, I would not be alone.
It's been so long, yet I am still dreaming.
My silent

My poppa's prank

I'd sit on his lap, content as can be,
until he'd slide those dentures out
and giggle with glee..
My two year old self would reach out
to grab, he'd suck them back in
before I could nab..
With time as I began to age his
talented teeth ceased to amaze.
No longer two and as wide-eyed,
I'd yell "stupid Poppa" and
from his lap

Wide Open

Hours drift by
Yet here l still lie
Eyes and mind wide open

Desperate for sleep
Counting Little Bo-Peeps sheep
Eyes and mind wide open

Frustrated and forlorn
For now it is dawn
Eyes and mind wide open

Soon it is time to rise
I will be the walking dead in disguise
Eyes and mind unopened!

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