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Unknown

your hands and more

Your hands, betrothed
In my name
Strong and yet gentle
your eyes, mirrors to your soul
Is where I want to dwell
If you so desire
In your mind
A maze of hidden treasures
I can't resist
If you'd let me
That's where I'd live
And your heart
Will it be mine to call it sweet?
Forever?
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
Just a dream
I hope for you to share
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Mizzy4

~~~Forever Friends.~~~

When ever I shrug off this mortal coil,
My broken finger nails to lose their hold,
On pallid brow you'll kiss the embalming oil,
And your warm tears shall ease my parched lips cold.

I wish you to know before I'm lowered to clay,
Our love bond will always remain unbroken,
In life not once did we our souls betray,
Fond words now to remain forever unspoken.

Should ever you feel a breeze upon your face,
I pray you now that 'tis my lonesome breath,
Such haunting wind your figure to embrace,
I beg you think of me ! ...but not my death.

I once thought of you as I kissed a rose,
Oh! How the taste brought you so vividly near,
I cry you do the same, from still repose,
A single dew drop fall....perhaps my tear.

I always shadowed you like valiant Knight.
I'd rip steel doors down with my bare hands,
Should anyone ruffle your hair, or cause you plight,
I'd fight strong to protect each precious strand.

Hold dear in your dreams, memories so pure,
So as to ne'er feel lonely, my beautiful friend,
I would for you this day, death hap'ly endure,
Our love sacrosanct, until worlds end !
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
Thanks to the lovely comments and kindness
of my poet friends....I will be a "weekend member"
for a while.....I'll try hard to catch up !
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trurorob

Buried

I gathered
All of the loneliness
And laid it to rest
In a tomb
Named “Hope”
So many attended
To say their
Last goodbyes
And wish
A final adieu
To a now
Forgotten emotion
Who had haunted
Them for so long
They smiled
And caressed
With hands
That could
Now feel a future
The tomb
Named “Hope”


I gathered
All I could
Of life’s emptiness
And sealed it
In a bottle
Named “Desire”
And set it adrift
In the sea
Named “Tranquillity”
Never more
To again
See the shores of life
So many attended
To bid their
Last goodbyes
And wash away
An unwanted fear
Who had journeyed
With them for so long
But now
Was cast aside
Like he’s brother
Who lay
In a tomb
Named “Hope”

And of all
My gatherings
The most that
Brought me comfort
Was “Despair”
For my journey
Had finally allowed
Me to cast aside
This
The most destructive
Of my Demons
And once again
I could taste
“Life”
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
Mind you "Life" doesnt quite taste as good as a large Brandy!!
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fjamesj9701

My Darkest Place

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Black is made up of many colors, you can find them all inside
I too became this color from everything I hide
But shine your upon me I become transparent then I glow
Just like a prism bending light I am a colorful rainbow
But without you I am translucent, dull, and uninspired
Until you place your hand in mine and then our worlds are set on fire
And when everything is consumed but the ashes burning an image of your face
Into my mind behind my eyes I find my refuge back in my darkest place
Where I say hello to the stinging wasp inside my head
And then I say goodbye to the butterflies trapped inside my neck
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Posted: Feb 2013
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godsprincessonline today!

Royal Ball

Wearing robes of crimson, orange and gold
Short or tall and age young or old
Every autumn dancing at the royal ball
Swirling and swaying to the cool wind of fall

Moving in time to the musical breeze
Coppertone and bronze sentries guard with ease
Fairies – pixies and angels flitting about
Flying here and there among the royal crowd

The event only lasts a brief time each year
It happens when winter is drawing near
Forest and field animals running all around
Gathering up droppings from their royal crowns

Dancing so hard that their robes fly all around
Sending crimson, orange and gold to the ground
Thus with no coat their limbs are now bare
Standing there proudly not seeming to care

New robes will arrive all pure and white
Floating down from above what a beautiful sight
Sunlight showing sparkling diamond tears
Ending the Royal Ball for another year

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Posted: Oct 2015
About this poem:
All the autumn trees decked out in their royal robes of color
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Barrellofart

Your God

Your god

Not a man-made creation
That implies existence

Perhaps a man-made concept

What kind of God, what kind of God?

Show me one
Who possesses fire in his right hand
And lightning in his left

Where is your eternal God
And why am I so unworthy
To speak
Or hold communion with?

Did he create me in such complexity
To solve his infinite riddles
and discern
with my power of reason
the difference between Him
and millenial history?!

Why must I believe
In that which I cannot prove

If faith is so important
Then why so many faiths?
Where were we meant to draw the line?

"I do not believe"
Is such a complex thing, itself
In the Christian God?
In the Jewish God?
In the Muslim God?
Your pick

The One Single God
As if they could be the same
Should one exist
If somehow only one
If somehow it could be proven
Just one, none more
But who could really say?

On the premise of faith
You take your pick
And somehow discredit
One, against the other

'In Yahweh, I have found faith..'
But not in Allah, I wonder why?
How do you determine your faith
To One God, against the Many God's Lie?

I marvel at your dedication
I am confounded by your complicity
I cringe at the thought
That your Universal God
Might accept your blind faith
And somehow not me

Here in my dark and painful reality
I am injured and wanting and free
To chose faith and complacence
To any God that I might
But none have presented
And even I should resent it
This 'Devil' that so well
you have known-
Yet now he doesn't chase me
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
I spent a good portion of my life believing what I was told to believe.

Someone help me find the truth?

I will believe in the God who speaks with me.
I will not hold court with riddles and history.
If I am to believe in a God, it will be the Living God.
It will be one concerned with my existence.
It will not be an ancient sovereign who is beyond my reach.
It will be He who Cares and Touches my Soul,
Not the cold and isolated, distant Father of the sinful Church.

I AM WORTH KNOWING-
SHARE YOURSELF WITH ME.
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Earlgreytea

I love you…

Can I look into the eyes of a stranger and say,
I love you?
Can I say to the officer who’s just given me a traffic ticket,
I love you?
Can I say to the swarthy and gruff guy who’s just handed me my gyro,
I love you?
Can I say to the guy who’s just showed me the finger in traffic,
I love you?
Can I look into the eyes of my boss after he just fired me and say,
I love you?
Can I tenderly say to her who has just broken up with me,
I love you?
Can I say, I love you, to a son or daughter who just used a profanity against me?
Can I, not condescendingly, say I love you to a father or mother who has just unfairly upbraided me?
Can I forgive a friend who was harsh with me and say,
I love you?
Can I focus on my beloved’s good points after a tirade against me, and say,
I love you?
Can I forgive a lover’s infidelity and say,
I love you?

I don’t’ know,
Some of these, we’ve all done,
Others take more practice…

I love you dear reader and fellow-poet…
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
Note: [‘I love you…’,
All gurus, all religions, all of the spiritual paths tell us that this is the most transformative phrase in the universe…
Why then do we not use it every chance we get?
Recently, I came across a group of people who live, and I mean really live this dictum,
I love you…
They end their emails and telephone conversations with it, they hug and kiss strangers and tell them,
I love you…
I promise you, I’ll never forget the first time a guy said ‘I love you’ to me, and even more amazing, was that I reciprocated and meant it…
Wow, what an unparalleled experience…
I still find it very hard to say ‘I love you’ to a guy…, but, I’m practicing… I am Hellene(Greek), but born and bred outside of Hellas(Greece), I will never forget the first time a male fellow-Hellene kissed me on both cheeks as he greeted me, I broke out in an embarrassed cold sweat, it was always a warm glow and sheen, though, when an attractive young female Hellene greeted me that way…, so, yes, the concept is ancient, but, there’s something dramatically different about the way this group I referred to, does it. They do it from a place deep inside themselves, a place which recognizes that we’re all One! Further, they’ve come to this after a lot of study, meditation and discussion… And, no, they’re not the hippies and flower children of yesteryear constantly high on something,
No, they’re educated, somber, responsible family men and women and even children are picking up on the love vibe…]
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andrew149

HO....HO.....HO!...........lol

With a WHOOOOOSH……and a WHIZZZ,
Scattering snow with a fizz,
Children looking anxiously, for the slightest sign,,
He is skimming ‘cross the sky, performing tricks with time,
While mere mortals are out in the night air shivering,
He is squeezing down every chimney delivering,
Or even the smallest gap….some think this an impossibility,
As not all have chimneys you see, not in the city,
But, as at the same time, he is both here and there,
With speed his cloak of invisibility, he gets everywhere,
On every child who believes, he will call,
As surely as frosty winter follows fall,
To all in the neighbourhood,
Especially to those who have been……
Extra specially….. Good!
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
I BELIEVE!!!!!......xxx
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mcradloff

The Really Really Short Version of the Bible

God created the world in six 24 hour days
Then on the Sunday he rested
Then God caught Adam and Eve eating apples
And he threw them out of the garden of Eden
Then Cain killed Abel because God likes lamb chops more than broccoli
Then Noah road on an ark with two of each animal
Everyone else drowned because they were wicked
Then Moses freed the slaves, parted the Red Sea
And got the 10 Commandments
Later on in a town called Sodam and Gomorrah
They anally raped strangers to death and wanted to rape angels too
So God destroyed them and turned Lot's wife into a pillar of salt
David then killed Goliath with a slingshot
Jonah gets swallowed by a whale and lives inside it for a few days
The devil bets God Job will stop praising him
If God kills off his servants, family, and livestock
God proves Satan wrong and gives Job back his abundance
Jesus is born in a stable
Because in olden times you couldn't make reservations
Mary and Joesph take Jesus to Egypt
Because King Herod would have Jesus killed if they stayed
Thirty years later we find Jesus performing miracles
Turning water into wine
Healing the sick, blind, lepers, bring dead people to life
Walking on water
Turning a few fishes and loaves into many more fishes and loaves
Driving out demons, washing feet, and telling inspirations stories
Then Jesus gets betrayed by one of his disciples named Judas
Jesus gets crucified, Judas gets some gold coins and kills himself
Jesus then comes back from the dead three days later
Then he hangs out with his other disciples and then goes up to heaven
Then a long time after that the world will end
There will be four horsemen, a lot of angels blowing on trumpets
The dead will be judged
Satan will be chained up for a thousand years
And Jesus will come back to rule the Earth
The End
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
I tried to write this as a cliff notes version for someone who had never heard of the bible. I left out one of my favorite stories. The one where the little girl asks for the head of John the Baptist on a platter. Mark 6:14-30
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Unknown

your rugged soulful face

Your rugged and soulful face
Captivated my broken heart
I see it in the wilderness
Among the pastures and the rocks
Yet for now meeting my eyes.

I decipher the silhouette
While sitting in the dark
Your thoughts I decoded
And your heartbeat I felt
As you were gazing at the stars.

Even after you hid it
So blank and I can't see
It left a potent mark
On my imagination
Darker, stronger than reality.

Goodbyes are sad and easy exit
Farewell I might expect
Yet hoping you won't forget
That rugged intriguing face
Will dwell forever in my heart.

Forever as forever is.
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
just a thought
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