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Best Poems Written by Pamela Boudreaux

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The Painter of Dreams

I felt myself drifting off to sleep
When my head snapped up and I realized I was asleep yet awake
Everywhere I looked there were paintings in the sky
I reached up to the one labeled love
Grasped it to my chest and felt so much love I cried.
I reached into the sky again and grabbed pleasure
Holding it next to my heart I started to feel intense pleasure
I was into it totally now and had to grab another
I reached up and grabbed hope
It trembled in my hands
Quivered like a feather in a breeze
Touched me so deeply for I knew that hope was something
Mankind did not understand or even believe in anymore
I gently place it back into the painted sky
One more I had to touch
Standing on tiptoe I reached up and grabbed
Knowledge wanting to know everything
I was knocked to my knees
Did not know the power of knowledge
Did not know that every secret
In the world was in that word
It would not let me put it back
It continued and continued to fill my senses, my brain, my heart.
When I could stand no more it flew out of my hands and took its place back in the painted sky
When I was able to stand again I shook and trembled and knew I had gone to a place where we
Are not allowed to go, too much for our minds to understand
When I finally stood I was awake
Standing in my bedroom holding my
Face in my hands crying sobs at what I had seen in
 the Painter of Dreams landscape

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My Burpy Feathered Guest

A little bird flew in my window today
surprising me as he flew my way.
Seeing me he came to a stop
landing softly upon my countertop.
I tiptoed to my pantry door
grabbed some breadcrumbs I bought at the store.
The little bird seemed to know the brand
for he flew into my outstretched hand.
I poured the crumbs upon the countertop
he gobbled them up so fast I thought he would never stop!
Flapping his wings he gave out a big burp
covering his beak with one wing he gave out a little chirp.
Sheepishly he looked at me as if to say
"excuse me for being such a pig today"
With head held high he flew to my front door
as he flew by I told him he was
invited anytime he wanted more!

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Elvis and Angel

Our beloved dogs were taken from us,
by a speeding driver who did not see 
them crossing the road.
He hit them both and threw them aside,
where they landed side by side.
Their last breaths were 
taken as they lay close,
the way they always did.
My daughter found them lying there
and her screams were unbearable for the police officer to share.
Her pain was so deep and intense to see,
he tried to calm her,  hold her back, let them be.
Carrying them gently they made the trek,
to place them softly upon our deck.
Kneeling down she still could not accept
the loss of our wonderful pets.
Crying ourselves to sleep this night,
only to awaken to hear my daughter's dream.
The dream that Elvis and Angel had come back,
happily wagging their tails in delight.
Consumed by the dream she rushed outside to see
if she could see Elvis and Angel running free.
She had to accept this could not be,
the painful sobs were wrenching to see
for she knows now this can never be.

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Wind Chimes

You gave to me some wind chimes
so that every time the wind blew
I would think of you.
The wind seemed to know
I needed to hear it blow
for when the wind blew softly
you loved me so tenderly
Those wind chimes knew you were meant for me
Oh, we made love so sweetly
listening to their melody
You said you'd love me forever
and every time the wind blew
the chimes would remind me of you
That old wind is blowing, playing our melody
but your're not here loving me
They say you found someone new
You should have told those wind chimes
that we were through
How can I forget you
The wind won't let them be
it keeps on playing our melody
Oh, we made love so sweetly
listening to their melody
You said you'd love me forever
and every time the wind blew
the chimes would remind me of you
Now every time the wind begins to blow
it's as if the wind chimes know
that you're not here besides me
to hear their melody
They still play sweetly
even though their melody is just for me
How can I forget you
the wind won't let them be
it keeps on playing our melody
Oh, we made love so sweetly
listening to their melody
You said you'd love me forever
and every time the wind blew
the chimes would remind me of you

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Mother

Under her heart she carried me
loving me before I was born.
God's hand she held
as she walked daily so I might live.
Each day after my birth
she cared for me,
bathed and clothed me when I could not.
Warm milk from her body she gave to me,
rocked me to sleep holding me close,
sang to me with a voice like an angel,
held my hand as I started to walk,
took care of me when I was sick,
cried tears when I felt pain,
laughed at my joy,
glowed at my triumphs,
taught me to pray and thank
God for each day.
All the days of my youth she me her strength
to make up for my weakness,
she gave me hope when I thought there wasn't any,
she was my loyal friend when I thought I had none,
prayed for me every day of my life,
loved me when I thought I was unlovable,
stood by me no matter what happened.
I could give my life today
but the debt can never be paid
for the love my mother gave to me.

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Masks

My closet is full of many masks I can choose to wear
For my true face I would never share
Each day I awaken
I look to  see which mask I want to put on me
Which one do I want to choose
Do I want to make people laugh today
do I want to console someone who has had a loss
Do I want to act wild and free
It is so very hard not to show the real me
People do not want to see
What lies deeply in me
My pain I keep hidden away
Showing the world what they want to see
My masks are to make people's lives better
For that is what I want them to see
I always put the world before me
I am no one when I stand alone
but my masks are made intricately
to fill the voids people have within them
To take away any sad feeling they have within their hearts
For my quest's in life has always been
to bring happiness and love to people all around me..

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Magical Kiss

A brush of your lips
sends tingles down my spine
the feeling is so light and soft
and won't go away
The soft kiss on the back of my neck
is like a feather brushing there
Your whisper in my ear
is so soft and sweet
it makes me collapse against your chest
and feel your heart beat
The beating of your heart
matches mine beat for beat
You put your arms around me
and I melt like soft butter in the sun
Our bodies become one
as you hold my face
and look into my eyes
I see into your soul
It is a magical moment 
that will always stay
in my heart forever
Your lips force mine apart
and you come inside
and I feel your warmth
I feel your essence, your spirit
and your love
Your arms become stronger
and I cannot resist
so I return the magical kiss
Now our souls are intertwined
and we make love
to seal the magic we have found.

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Sometimes

Sometimes we have pain so deep
we let it hide in our heart
fast asleep.
Sometimes it's so hard
to face
what we have in that
secret place.
Sometimes we try to
bring it out
our heart tries to shout.
Release this pain from me
please, please let me be.
Sometimes we glimpse a part
we can see a slender start.
Please pain come forth
out of me
I want someone to see
the grief you are causing me.
Sometimes we wish not care
sometimes we wish not to share
sometimes we wish not to bear
the pain hidden so deeply there.

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For Our Children

To teach our children how to pray
we first need to teach them what to say
When we brings our needs to God above
we know He's listening with all His love
No matter what problems we have today
we can take them to God when we pray
Everyday we face many fears
and our faces flow with many tears
Our tears may flow but still we know
that through our prayers we can grow
We must let them know that God takes care
to listen to what they have to share
We teach our children how to recite
the same old prayer every night
Prayer to God should not be the same
to teach them that would be a shame
Before our children go to bed at night
before we turn out the light
we should kiss them, hold them tight
Now we have opened the door
and they see Him as never before
God suddenly is real
now they understand why we kneel
Now they can tell Him their feelings were hurt today
they can tell Him how much fun they had at play
With head bowed low they can begin to say
Now I lay me down to sleep
my secrets I will no longer keep
Now I know how to pray
now I know what to say
Now I'll tell God about my day!

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Lost

Happiness is slowly leaving me
taking away the essence of what I used to be
The light that shone from my eyes is nearly gone
The twinkle and sparkle has faded away
making me feel so all alone
Laughter, passion and love of life is slipped away
leaving me more of a hollow shell each day
Waking up to eagerly see the sun rise
has gone away and left my eyes
Eyes that used to look into the night sky
whisper, sigh and be awed by the stars that flew by
Looking others in the eye and smiling
saying hello with my head held high
is gone so far away from me now
that I hang my head and sigh
I'm becoming invisible and changing who I am
hiding deeply within myself so no one will know Pam
A mask I now wear to cover the real me
not wanting people to see
what I used to be
Torment is a life I live now
and I don't know why
Sadness so deep the ocean feels small
For my tears can fill the Heavens
and they cascade like a massive waterfall
I gave love so freely and deeply
that I am bound by my words I said so sweetly
Love was a treasure I drew from my heart
gave it way at the start
For me to take the words "I love you" back
is saying my heart must have been wrong
Tryng to put that piece of my heart back
and not remembering what put it there
makes me tremble with deep despair
Thoughts so precious and dreams
I wanted to come true
has crashed so deeply
and is tearing me in two
How do you stitch a heart
How do you make it whole again
How do you recover from so much pain
I hold my heart in my trembling hand
staring at it and seeing it sift through
my fingers like sand
Hatred of only me is what I see
I'm to blame and I'm filled with shame
Shame to know I was so wrong
to love, laugh, hope, cherish
something I thought was so awesome and strong
Now here I am a weak broken woman
a shadow of what I used to be
strong, loving, caring and most of all what made me me.