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Happygolucky4u

Don't

Don't quit believing in fairy tales.
Don't close the book before the end.
Always chase the rainbow don't give up.
On the dream my friend.
I had it once myself and I know
.....If I keep chasing rainbows.
The rain will make the love grow.
I could tell you how love should be.
They didn't write the book just for me.
So follow your heart where e're it leads.
Take the chance and it will set you free.
Don't close the book before it ends.
Don't give up on the dream my friend.
Don't quit believing in fairy tales.
Don't shut the door to what might be.
If you close your eyes how will you ever see.
Follow that rainbow. Follow it where e're it may go.
Reach out and grab what you can take.
For life is what you make.

Hey is that rain I hear?
I do believe it is!
Wow what a rainbow!
And I see it clear!
The place where love grows!
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Posted: Jul 2011
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andrew149

I came to you.....

I came to you in your dream, last night,
I didn’t mean to intrude,
Didn’t mean to be rude,
I was just responding in kind,
After you came to me in mine,
And, it just seemed to me,
To be right….
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Sweet dreams, to all those who dream .......Andrew...xxx
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andrew149

TRAVELLING MAN

My virgin waits at the station,
I wait with half apprehension,
I see glinting, silver rails to infinity,
To guide her way infinitely,
To take me away from the home I knew,
Pure, sleek, electroglide in blue,
To another place, another town,
To do once again a job of renown,
To be as I used to be, and again now am,
A very reluctant travelling man.
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
The "Virgin" I am referring to is a train, (Yes the real name of it) very sleek, fast and smooth,
went for an interview to a different city a couple of days ago.....got the job.....lol
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Bentlee

Stephan Hawking

To some he is friend to others ten fold foe. Perhaps there's a voice from the earth needs be told, no words just a stick eyes of spirit truth unfolds. Could they be of this time brought forth in quatrains. Or in jest to bring tickle to radical ears. He speaks of a future not so far away, this future will be the last of today's. Physicist in life he's beckoned in role. A man with a heart with no voice kindred soul. Will his thoughts go unnoticed as the world gets to read~
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Posted: Aug 2010
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Or perhaps put in check or atleast stalemate greed~ A tribute too!
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andrew149

STORMCHILD

Seeming effortless,
As if with small intent,
First updraft caused,
Emptied lakes of content,
Concocted, boiling mist,
Of circled rainbows did consist.
Natural ingredients of no lack,
Huge anvil,
Whirling nimbus, dispersed cirrus,
All collected,
Coming storm, in eyes reflected,
Centers of obsidian black!
Together in friction,
Tossing fireballs, his predilection,
With mind focus,
Fork lightning crafted,
By high speed wind,
Boiled, cooled, wafted,
Stood ‘stride mountain top,
Flying hair, arms raised,
Rain now streaming,
Gods of mayhem praised,
All calm commanded wild,
By supernature,
STORMCHILD!
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
From "dreamweaver the poems"....First poem in the Supernature trilogy...hope you like it.....Andrew....xxx
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sophiasummer

Again Your kiss

With halted breath
I still breathed within

Filling eyes together
unstoppable

A rush within

Separation of
ones lips

An entry
such a delicious warmth

lays longing

upon our kiss

Please

Kiss me

Again


SS
xx
~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Its a sweet cherished wonder..
That first kiss
Sophia
XX
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caroljoyce

Dreaming in Light

There’s a softness in the air, a transcendence
Tempering the harsh edges of unified thought
Lifting the dark polarity into purified streams of light

Brightness bridges are being made from careful construct
created from kindness thoughts and lofty intentions
So that tenderness can kiss each entity wide awake

Bliss is streaming forth into the deliberate consciousness
Blending into deep passion with dreams from the created real
Feelings are set alive, freed from constraints of unwise minds

Love is seeping into the seams of every soul
Diffusing down via the aura through the crown
Becoming merged and blissful in the body physical

She is dancing with tender now in the bright new reflection
Mirroring the essence and image of all that is
Causing the dark to quietly fade into its own illusion.
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Nordviking

Truth

Interpitate the truth,
life is your goal.
Nourish the youth,
reveal your soul.

When mind is pure,
soul reflects;
thoughts of God
to all the rest.

Auth. a.j.
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
In the silent moment of present, wonders appear!

Wouldn't the world be a better place if people allow God to work through theire physical existence ?
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andrew149

The Pedant

He crosses his t’s, he dots his i’s.
Whenever he finds someone else’s mistake,
It’s always a very pleasant surprise.
No matter how small the detail,
Even if it’s minute,
Nothing to him is quite beyond the pail.
Even to call him a perfectionist isn’t quite right,
Disingenuousness is his rule,
When taking compliments, he thinks, to be polite.
Dots, commas and apostrophe’s are his stock in trade,
All the tools are there,
He can’t understand, how, many mistakes are made.
Nouns and pronouns are the laws,
It doesn’t matter what "You" think,
He doesn’t believe in just be-cause!
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
No-one is perfick.......lol......xxx
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andrew149

To Be

If I could be anything else,
What could I be?
Well...I could be a tree,
Just stand there in quiet solicitude,
Grow and grow, and just be.
I could be a cloud,
Wandering lonely,
Hang around mountains,
Be a shroud.
I could be a bird,
Have the freedom of the sky,
Soaring and looping the loop,
And just on a whim,
To far off lands I could fly.
But, the more I think of bird, cloud or tree,
In a conundrum, I seem to be,
For whatever I am,
I will still be me!
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
Ever wished?..........Andrew......xxx
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