Tag: hope
group name: freeverselovers
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July 07, 2007 08:27 PM EDT --
Here is where lonely begins
hand on brass knob
one last glance back
to an already gone room.
Hands on a steering wheel
out of the driveway
and a pause to . . . more
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September 27, 2006 09:46 AM EDT --
A squirrel busily doing his fall shopping
Pauses to look at my cat
Sitting in the window
Looking at a squirrel
Busily doing his fall shopping.
September 27, 2006
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September 24, 2006 01:18 PM EDT --
( this was the first poem that was published commercially)
The shaman of autumn extends his staff
And touches the green leaves,
Transmuting them into gold and flame.
But all too soon they turn . . . more
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November 20, 2006 07:52 AM EST --
She had worn masks all of her life. Masks had served a purpose in her growing years. She had laughed when things weren't really funny. She had pretended to be surprised when she always . . . more
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October 01, 2006 03:33 PM EDT --
A Shattered Dream
(based on a true incident)
The depth of my disappointment
Knew no bounds
Through the long hours of weighting
Feeling all of the sensations of desire
In body and . . . more
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August 24, 2006 11:50 PM EDT --
Like a woodland nymph
She spins away from his touch
Like the will of the wisp
She is there shining brightly
Only to disappear again
August 24, 2006
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September 25, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
In Japan they are called ring gongs
In China and Tibet they are called singing bowls
Usually hand hammered brass bowls
Enthroned on a round ornate pillow
With a hard wooden striker.
. . . more
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February 22, 2008 11:06 AM EST --
The Heavens have gone gone dark as the thunder clouds pack up above our heads. Is that why I wrote this poem? Let me think about that.
Oh God to feel
Alive once more
Just to love and laugh . . . more
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September 18, 2006 03:21 PM EDT --
Lovely Lady wrapped in sunlight
To touch you is to be filled with your radiance
Not to touch you is to languish in darkness
September 18, 2006
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September 27, 2006 02:30 PM EDT --
The aroma of burning leaves
The flights of birds heading south
Glorious sunsets, early evening cloud patterns
And the cool caressing of the breezes
Should, but do not cool
The ardor of . . . more
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September 16, 2006 11:50 AM EDT --
More Sunshine
She who is sunshine
Asks for more sunrise in my poetry
Can she not see that
Any more sunshine would blind me
And render me unable to do anything
But gaze at her beauty . . . more
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October 02, 2006 02:05 PM EDT --
Careful Consideration
It has taken a lifetime of pondering
For some elements in one's life
Need to be thoughtfully considered
Weiging the total impact
Not only on one's self
But on . . . more
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September 22, 2006 12:51 AM EDT --
I
Now in the dark bed next to me
Your breathe does not console
Despite that first night in Piraeus
With that scarf in your dark hair
Promising everything suggesting all . . . more
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May 07, 2007 11:30 AM EDT --
The pilgrim poet, following the path
Laid out by Lady Diana's magic
Through barren and lonely landscape
Came at last to a high walled city.
He sensed that within this city lay
The end of his loneliness . . . more
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May 20, 2007 12:09 PM EDT --
Sitting in the shadow of the high walled city with no gates
The pilgrim poet was acutely aware of his loneliness
He felt the ache of the night's dampness creeping into his bones
And . . . more
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June 27, 2007 10:04 AM EDT --
True compassion is born
In the blazing clarity of Kensho
That moment when you experience
Your own true nature
That moment when you experience
All things as they truly are. . . . more
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August 05, 2006 03:18 PM EDT --
Reigning supreme at the summit of the glorious mountain of Love,
Agape shrouds herself in mist and mystery.
But like the Theophany of Sinai, She makes herself known
With lightening flashes . . . more
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September 17, 2006 12:06 AM EDT --
Vision Quest
On a mountain ledge that the white man
Would someday call Inspiration Point
Overlooking a lake that would be known as Jenny
Sat a boy.
No longer really a boy
But not . . . more
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September 21, 2006 07:52 PM EDT --
He had known her forever
He loved her deeply
But today it was somehow different
When they had been together business or socially
They always seemed to be side by side
Today it was . . . more
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September 23, 2006 03:25 AM EDT --
It may not be here, really, after all, although
I thought I heard the wind machine bring up the wind.
Realizing, at the edge of sleep, the wind does not come of itself.
It must have a device, . . . more
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