Most them, the words we claim have already been invented for us. Poets, like children with the outlines drawn, color them our way. I could never stay within the lines.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER-ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Jayde Sherriff
Red Roses
"In the quiet of dawn, ideas bloom like red roses, unseen but fragrant, whispering secrets to the early morning light."
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Each dawn a new beginning to restart from where you stopped, correcting and doing the things failed to do.
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It's a new dawn for the sun of God had risen, the MOST HIGH reigns in our lives today.
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All the liars and enablers and fawning media are panicking now because they have been exposed on national TV. The big lie is out. Joe and his handlers and carers are busy devising a new way to gaslight you, to make you believe it was all just a bad day. You have been played for a fool!
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"Every sunset is a reminder that endings are but preludes to new dawns." - Aloo Denish Obiero
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When doubt clouds our vision, God's love remains steadfast, drawn to us in our moments of uncertainty.
By: Innantia Magcanya
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Innocent tonight — guilt waits with the dawn
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Mediocre writing spawns editing — The Great Works born unchanged.
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End year's dusk, new year's dawn; gratitude fills the last page, anticipation pens the first. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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The sorrow of Good Friday's sacrifice to the joy of Easter's dawn of victory is a timeless testament to life's journey from despair to hope, from darkness to light, from trial to triumph. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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One season's dusk, another season's dawn. Gratitude fills the last page, anticipation pens the first. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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Dawn indeed can be a new canvas, and self the artist....
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Hope is reborn with each new dawn's opportunity.
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We are spirit-extensions of one another, also never to doubt the loving support of that great tether linking us eternally with our creator and His inextinguishable Heaven...wherever we are, or travel to, beyond mortal mist, from seeming dark corridor is yet another chance for an even brighter dawn and wondrous journey.
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There is no scent of nostalgia like a fragrance drawn from the garden of childhood memories.
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I don't mow my lawn
It's understandable
I cut my grass one blade
At a time.
It's more precise.
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Though we think of ourselves as singular, we are also communal, drawing from communal consciousness. The flip-side, we are also distracted by the hustling, the strife of a working day. At night they dream...we write!~ their sleeping dreams, fantasies our dawns for inspiration, tuneful-receptors-firing-poetic-alive.
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"Each one is born,
in life to see a new dawn."
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Pindi Pawn how many fake twitter accounts are you running to checkmate someone?
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~ Bygone breaths we’ve granted deaths - lost to windblown sorrows - are borne upon a breezy dawn that sighs of sweet tomorrows ~
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I too have come to the cave;
within: strange, half-glimpsed forms
and ghostly paradigms of things.
Here, nothing warms
this lightening moment of the dawn,
pale tendrils spreading east.
And I, of all who followed Him,
by far the least . . .
The women take no note of me;
I do not recognize
the men in white, the gardener,
these unfamiliar skies . . .
('The Gardener’s Roses' ?by Michael R. Burch)
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Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here—among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes, will gleam blood-red
at last when sunset staggers to the door
of each white mausoleum, to inquire—
What use, O things of erstwhile loveliness?
('Completing the Pattern' by Michael R. Burch)
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''There's room to grow, if you see the morning dawn and the evening dusk.''
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7. Poetry is glistening dewdrops falling upon virgin ground to gift dawn's hope and night's desire to match brilliance of falling moonbeams.
Robert J. Lindley
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Shadows of clouds fall across the sunlit moment, breaking through dawn like a peace filled thought whispers music into a heart
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'Hurry Honey' see Judge Judy said..."They came to our Country illegally now get out and take your Lawnmower with YOU"
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The light of dawn lifts the dark shadows of dusk, filling the heart with laughter that dances through the spirit in a whimsical whisper of whirling wishes
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Like a moth drawn to and captivated by a flickering flame, I keep coming when I should be running… 10.5.2020
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"Man awaits on the Lord and His time frame." Dawne Zacharias
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