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online today!Repose
Oh how its left me
My jingle-jangled poetry
How it’s run its tired course
Words that drove me with such pulsating force
Cruelly left the words I knew
Left alone those words so true
Scratched, etched and pat, patted away
Renderings of a naked soul on full display
Hidden in a cragged mountain view
Or ocean that’s more than a mimicking blue
They have frittered away that summer night
And taken with them my ablest sight
Words cannot be spoken without breath to carry
Meanings of life allowing the soul to tarry
Gone, gone the weight of those I chose
Just thoughts and the bore of silent repose.
My jingle-jangled poetry
How it’s run its tired course
Words that drove me with such pulsating force
Cruelly left the words I knew
Left alone those words so true
Scratched, etched and pat, patted away
Renderings of a naked soul on full display
Hidden in a cragged mountain view
Or ocean that’s more than a mimicking blue
They have frittered away that summer night
And taken with them my ablest sight
Words cannot be spoken without breath to carry
Meanings of life allowing the soul to tarry
Gone, gone the weight of those I chose
Just thoughts and the bore of silent repose.
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Posted: Nov 2016
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MERRY CHRISTMAS
Merry Christmas everyone,
And I hope you take the time,
To contact someone lonely,
To say, "you're on my mind".
It doesn't take much planning,
To just pick up the phone,
And ring to say Merry Christmas,
"are you all alone?"
I'm just about to do just that
and ring someone I know,
I hope you too can spread the love
and all give it a go!
Merry Christmas everyone and have a Healthy, Happy and Lucky 2017!!!
Buffybear
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And I hope you take the time,
To contact someone lonely,
To say, "you're on my mind".
It doesn't take much planning,
To just pick up the phone,
And ring to say Merry Christmas,
"are you all alone?"
I'm just about to do just that
and ring someone I know,
I hope you too can spread the love
and all give it a go!
Merry Christmas everyone and have a Healthy, Happy and Lucky 2017!!!
Buffybear
******
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Posted: Dec 2016
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Genesis
"Genesis"
Life is born amongst us here, unceasing and always relevant...
we see it with every breath...the crest of the Sunflower so bright,
the unstable footing of the newly born fawn,
the erratic patterns of the Dragonfly.
Ah yes! Even death is but a moment in time, subsumed by the life it replaces...
a doorway perhaps ~ a fortuitous return to what was, only much more....
and even to return to this sacred place...this grove of wonder and splendor.
Through three valleys and seven gates...I remember it all , across glade and spring...
from just below the timberbreak...I see her now.
I've been here before.... to be sure!
Between the hedgerow, she pauses, smiling, welcoming me back once again.
Looking into the heavens, she points me to their path....Luna, Orion and Sirius...
Majestic movements, witness the silent hum of the oribits above!
The music of spheres ring true tonight my friend ~
Under the mosaic of the heavens ... we dance...
the perpetual dance of the the evening sky reflected in her eyes...
...we dance...
Gregory Sexton
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Life is born amongst us here, unceasing and always relevant...
we see it with every breath...the crest of the Sunflower so bright,
the unstable footing of the newly born fawn,
the erratic patterns of the Dragonfly.
Ah yes! Even death is but a moment in time, subsumed by the life it replaces...
a doorway perhaps ~ a fortuitous return to what was, only much more....
and even to return to this sacred place...this grove of wonder and splendor.
Through three valleys and seven gates...I remember it all , across glade and spring...
from just below the timberbreak...I see her now.
I've been here before.... to be sure!
Between the hedgerow, she pauses, smiling, welcoming me back once again.
Looking into the heavens, she points me to their path....Luna, Orion and Sirius...
Majestic movements, witness the silent hum of the oribits above!
The music of spheres ring true tonight my friend ~
Under the mosaic of the heavens ... we dance...
the perpetual dance of the the evening sky reflected in her eyes...
...we dance...
Gregory Sexton
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Posted: Dec 2016
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AGELESS CHRISTMAS MEMORIES
Ah, winter! What a glorious season. Especially with it`s white fascinating blanket of snow. But realistically , it means that cars won`t start, & you see smoking chimneys, blowing, howling winds,& lots of falling snow.
Just another time to store the tennis rackets, golf clubs, & the mower, that won`t mow.
Some people can be seen being resourseful, winterizing their cars & houses, just in case of a winter freeze.
In keeping with rituals of celebrating , with church services, & beautifully decorated Christmas trees.
Bur when it snows, the term "energy saver" does not apply to an older person, when cleaning the driveway for more than a day...
You get a shovel & get a rhythm going & suddenly your hip lock up to one side...& your back stiffens up in some crazy way!
You know you`re aging when it gets in the way of what needs doing & you can find more "energy" to do it all...& you may not care if it EVER gets done!
You`d rather just disappear when it snows...or wait for everything to melt with the sun.
`Bout the time your body loosens up & there`s another motion going, the handle of the shovel breaks in half, only to ricochet off the hood of your car, & into your knee.
Determined, you search fervently for another shovel, in your garage...only to trip over a ladder, slip on some grease, kick over a can of paint, & suddenly see a shovel standing in plain sight against a tree....
By now, your hands are numb & you have trouble opening the door to look for another pair of dry gloves (that don`t match)
& once again, you venture into the snow.
Meanwhile, some kids are playing And you automatically answer -"WHAT"? to someone you don`t even know!
Then you retire for the day, & reminisce about what the season means. You begin thinking about family, friends, & everyone.
And while you remember the exchange of greetings all week, somehow, you`ve forgotten to get the Christmas shopping done.
But for a minute there is a calming peace at the sight of glowing blinking lights, that seem to be shadow-boxing on a few houses nearby.
You halfway expect to see Santa, himself, with his reindeer & his sleigh, flying over all the rooftops in the sky.
And when everyone should be thinking of peace on earth & how a kind word or a smile can get the harshest person to connect...
In the malls, bustling children are scurrying around checking their wish lists, amid people, with their conversations, trying to be politically correct.
All at once, your thoughts stray to a time of raising your children, & you think of crazey glue in their hair, & a stain that would never come off the wall that really didn`t matter...
You stop to focus on the grand kids & if they too, know, you`d like to be in the midst of their clatter.
Then you`re back to reality, putting the shovel (that works) away, (in a safe place)...you hear from somewhere, bells that were softly chiming, Silent Night & so many things are brought to mind...
You suddenly bump into a box, that wouldn`t stay shut, with a teddy bear`s furry arm that dangled from it, seemed to say, "Welcome Home".
And in another box, higher then I could reach, was a well worn plastic Christmas tree (with two missing branches) making it another Christmas, ,only again... just one of a kind.
Nessie Gray
Just another time to store the tennis rackets, golf clubs, & the mower, that won`t mow.
Some people can be seen being resourseful, winterizing their cars & houses, just in case of a winter freeze.
In keeping with rituals of celebrating , with church services, & beautifully decorated Christmas trees.
Bur when it snows, the term "energy saver" does not apply to an older person, when cleaning the driveway for more than a day...
You get a shovel & get a rhythm going & suddenly your hip lock up to one side...& your back stiffens up in some crazy way!
You know you`re aging when it gets in the way of what needs doing & you can find more "energy" to do it all...& you may not care if it EVER gets done!
You`d rather just disappear when it snows...or wait for everything to melt with the sun.
`Bout the time your body loosens up & there`s another motion going, the handle of the shovel breaks in half, only to ricochet off the hood of your car, & into your knee.
Determined, you search fervently for another shovel, in your garage...only to trip over a ladder, slip on some grease, kick over a can of paint, & suddenly see a shovel standing in plain sight against a tree....
By now, your hands are numb & you have trouble opening the door to look for another pair of dry gloves (that don`t match)
& once again, you venture into the snow.
Meanwhile, some kids are playing And you automatically answer -"WHAT"? to someone you don`t even know!
Then you retire for the day, & reminisce about what the season means. You begin thinking about family, friends, & everyone.
And while you remember the exchange of greetings all week, somehow, you`ve forgotten to get the Christmas shopping done.
But for a minute there is a calming peace at the sight of glowing blinking lights, that seem to be shadow-boxing on a few houses nearby.
You halfway expect to see Santa, himself, with his reindeer & his sleigh, flying over all the rooftops in the sky.
And when everyone should be thinking of peace on earth & how a kind word or a smile can get the harshest person to connect...
In the malls, bustling children are scurrying around checking their wish lists, amid people, with their conversations, trying to be politically correct.
All at once, your thoughts stray to a time of raising your children, & you think of crazey glue in their hair, & a stain that would never come off the wall that really didn`t matter...
You stop to focus on the grand kids & if they too, know, you`d like to be in the midst of their clatter.
Then you`re back to reality, putting the shovel (that works) away, (in a safe place)...you hear from somewhere, bells that were softly chiming, Silent Night & so many things are brought to mind...
You suddenly bump into a box, that wouldn`t stay shut, with a teddy bear`s furry arm that dangled from it, seemed to say, "Welcome Home".
And in another box, higher then I could reach, was a well worn plastic Christmas tree (with two missing branches) making it another Christmas, ,only again... just one of a kind.
Nessie Gray
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
This may not be the norm of anything, showing it is unique, like all of us are. But sometimes we seem to forget what is always more important & keep to focus on other things that don`t really matter, yet take all our time.Time passes quickly & there seems to not be enough with the way we think, so we usually waste it.
I love you first
I loved you first: but afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you construed me
And loved me for what might or might not be –
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not ‘mine’ or ‘thine;’
With separate ‘I’ and ‘thou’ free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of ‘thine that is not mine;’
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you construed me
And loved me for what might or might not be –
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not ‘mine’ or ‘thine;’
With separate ‘I’ and ‘thou’ free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of ‘thine that is not mine;’
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
I love you first tell how much you feels and big in your heart
Your Heart
I may not ease
your aching heart ;
or take the pain away!
But the Bible says
there's One who can!
Just believe and
take HIS hand,
He will stand by you
to face the world;
And calm your fears
and make you smile!
He died for you
to set you free,
So take HIM now
for eternity!....
He's every day the same,
Jesus is His name .
He'll forgive your sin
and clean you within !
your aching heart ;
or take the pain away!
But the Bible says
there's One who can!
Just believe and
take HIS hand,
He will stand by you
to face the world;
And calm your fears
and make you smile!
He died for you
to set you free,
So take HIM now
for eternity!....
He's every day the same,
Jesus is His name .
He'll forgive your sin
and clean you within !
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
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