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both sides
I look at life from both sides now ...
And still I'm eluded by you somehow....
I picture your smile and the laughs we shared.....
The devotion i Gave when you never cared...
I look at life from both sides now....
The times that i held you and still somehow...
I struggle with doubt if our bond was real ....
The lust and passion and How i would feel...
I look a life from both sides now...
I believed that you loved me and still somehow....
This hole in my heart is hard to repair ....
Most days i feel empty cause you not there....
And still I'm eluded by you somehow....
I picture your smile and the laughs we shared.....
The devotion i Gave when you never cared...
I look at life from both sides now....
The times that i held you and still somehow...
I struggle with doubt if our bond was real ....
The lust and passion and How i would feel...
I look a life from both sides now...
I believed that you loved me and still somehow....
This hole in my heart is hard to repair ....
Most days i feel empty cause you not there....
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
i wrote this poem after watching the movie...LIFE AS A HOUSE... It tugs at the heart:)
Her Soft Touch
Soft wool sweater hung loosely on her limbs
Her smile as demure as warm southern seas
Green eyes frothing in slow simmerin' swims
Rose petals falling like leaves in a breeze
Touch me, my bare heart, gently take my hand
Let me lead you in most enchantin' dance
Feet flying as drifts feathers in the wind
Soaring in spirits let's define romance
Let me smell wild lavender on your skin
Feeling, brushing silky sweet close to mine
Growing smiles each tender caressin' grin
Her soft touch... and my heart trembles so fine
So slowly let's dance under swirling stars
Even only in dreams... like sharing ours
Her smile as demure as warm southern seas
Green eyes frothing in slow simmerin' swims
Rose petals falling like leaves in a breeze
Touch me, my bare heart, gently take my hand
Let me lead you in most enchantin' dance
Feet flying as drifts feathers in the wind
Soaring in spirits let's define romance
Let me smell wild lavender on your skin
Feeling, brushing silky sweet close to mine
Growing smiles each tender caressin' grin
Her soft touch... and my heart trembles so fine
So slowly let's dance under swirling stars
Even only in dreams... like sharing ours
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
Inspired by the girl of my dreams......on just another lonely night...searching for her....in my heart....A Winters' Sunrise
In a frozen world that will never last
Those cupric blues and ferric yellow glass
An expanse of ice that is just too vast
A beautitful mosaic in nature's grasp
Such a savage wind will the sculptor show
Besides crack'd cedar fence posts in-a-row
Nature's deft display on fields of snow
As early sunrise casting shadows grow
Upside a tricklin' brook with ice so thin
No more purer water has ever been
Many fresh tracks leading back where from when
Back and forth from some softwood forest den
All around, 'who' knows most the secrets hid
Resting, a sage old owl whispers 'who' did
Those cupric blues and ferric yellow glass
An expanse of ice that is just too vast
A beautitful mosaic in nature's grasp
Such a savage wind will the sculptor show
Besides crack'd cedar fence posts in-a-row
Nature's deft display on fields of snow
As early sunrise casting shadows grow
Upside a tricklin' brook with ice so thin
No more purer water has ever been
Many fresh tracks leading back where from when
Back and forth from some softwood forest den
All around, 'who' knows most the secrets hid
Resting, a sage old owl whispers 'who' did
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
Out one early mid-winter morning I strolled across the scenes above, for truly silent becomes the night when a new day and a new year is being born. I'm making references when ice forms is has colors, usually blues and yellows, and the reason is that forms contains divalent atoms of copper(blue) and iron(yellow); thus considering the source of ground springs that will form ice cover over stones which I'm calling glass is actually ice. And the owl, oh well, he was just there watching everything and telling me what was going on. :)Icicles
Dripping icicles grow outside windows
Trapped behind these ice spears creates my cage
Sun refusing to rise makes eiry shadows
Oh short these days and long these nights we age
Quiet the sound of falling snow is mute
Spared but a slight breeze whistle in the twig
Ol' Jack Frost plucking on his off tune lute
Delighted when his captives hear his gig
A starving bird huddles on chimney peak
With fluffy feathers struggles to stay warm
A berry dangles in its tiny beak
Softly thaws in labored breath changin' form
These coldest darkest days of midwinter
'waiting for these pendent spears to splinter
Trapped behind these ice spears creates my cage
Sun refusing to rise makes eiry shadows
Oh short these days and long these nights we age
Quiet the sound of falling snow is mute
Spared but a slight breeze whistle in the twig
Ol' Jack Frost plucking on his off tune lute
Delighted when his captives hear his gig
A starving bird huddles on chimney peak
With fluffy feathers struggles to stay warm
A berry dangles in its tiny beak
Softly thaws in labored breath changin' form
These coldest darkest days of midwinter
'waiting for these pendent spears to splinter
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Reminiscing through frosty windows and dangling icicles such that sometimes I am feeling rather blue to be confined inside my house on many such stormy winter days.Clefts In The Rock
Snow falls softly over quiet meadow
A soliloquy of stillness pervades
My floating thoughts are only an echo
Humanity hesitates and evades
A chilling cold becomes a welcomed hush
Old smile still frozen on its sightless face
Beautiful eyes once filled with tears so lush
Death welcomes all in its muted embrace
Sadly life abandons our greatest Host
A rusted barbed wire strand become our crown
Mankind becoming cold, deaf as a post
Maybe a branch a knife will whittle down
Come gather together my scattered flock
Time to stop hiding 'tween clefts in the rock
A soliloquy of stillness pervades
My floating thoughts are only an echo
Humanity hesitates and evades
A chilling cold becomes a welcomed hush
Old smile still frozen on its sightless face
Beautiful eyes once filled with tears so lush
Death welcomes all in its muted embrace
Sadly life abandons our greatest Host
A rusted barbed wire strand become our crown
Mankind becoming cold, deaf as a post
Maybe a branch a knife will whittle down
Come gather together my scattered flock
Time to stop hiding 'tween clefts in the rock
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
A deliberate use of metaphor to protest against the emptiness of violent death......and the complete lack of faith, hope, charity, and love sometimes found in my fellow man in this sometimes desolate world as one would imagine if one could gaze across a barren winter battlefield.Dreams of Sparkly Things
Glittering silver scales of a brook dace
Slivers 'neath ice of fast cold mountain streams
Moving magic shown on crystal ball's face
Shrouded in her eyes an ol' gypsy gleams
Cast adrift in the night the heavens' bring
Tiny clusters of far'way sparkly things
Voices of angels serenading sing
Floating notes reflected off golden wings
Gazing snowswept fields in moonbeams' glimmer
Tiny icicles sway from pine branch boughs
Flocking night birds silver saucers' shimmer
Up and over the drifting swirling snows
Giant unblinking golden eyes still search
When seen high upon a dead tree I perch
Slivers 'neath ice of fast cold mountain streams
Moving magic shown on crystal ball's face
Shrouded in her eyes an ol' gypsy gleams
Cast adrift in the night the heavens' bring
Tiny clusters of far'way sparkly things
Voices of angels serenading sing
Floating notes reflected off golden wings
Gazing snowswept fields in moonbeams' glimmer
Tiny icicles sway from pine branch boughs
Flocking night birds silver saucers' shimmer
Up and over the drifting swirling snows
Giant unblinking golden eyes still search
When seen high upon a dead tree I perch
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Just imagining completely looking through the eyes of a great snowy owl in this one....Mystery Of Faith
The wind blew wild across the angels' wings
When all salvation is a timely thing
Hear the trumpets sounding triumphant rings
Knowing the new found Prince of Peace will bring
Across the winter seas of ice and cold
A Christmas tale be told again and known
Since today is not unlike the days of old
When spreading faith is like a seed that's blown
Only then across the cold fields of life
Within our hearts are warmed by such desire
Be known for more then just a life in strife
Wearing ecclesiastical attire
For when all you shall seek in faith conceals
Parting in clouds of mystery reveals
When all salvation is a timely thing
Hear the trumpets sounding triumphant rings
Knowing the new found Prince of Peace will bring
Across the winter seas of ice and cold
A Christmas tale be told again and known
Since today is not unlike the days of old
When spreading faith is like a seed that's blown
Only then across the cold fields of life
Within our hearts are warmed by such desire
Be known for more then just a life in strife
Wearing ecclesiastical attire
For when all you shall seek in faith conceals
Parting in clouds of mystery reveals
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
This sonnet is just reflecting on what Christmas is.
Simply Good Bye
Searching for the truth amongst many lies
Which friend or foe lover or deceiver
My heart broken beyond repair good bye
I kept wanting to turn the lie to truth
Looking into the mirror not at me
Different shapes different sizes nothing changed
A slight trick of the hand now you don't see
Magic trickery just an illusion
The curtain closed then opened all were gone
No closing bow no standing ovation
No illusion just me standing alone
A simple curtsy from a mere lady
The lights dimmed the room darkened then silence
Clarity became seen then all made sense
Which friend or foe lover or deceiver
My heart broken beyond repair good bye
I kept wanting to turn the lie to truth
Looking into the mirror not at me
Different shapes different sizes nothing changed
A slight trick of the hand now you don't see
Magic trickery just an illusion
The curtain closed then opened all were gone
No closing bow no standing ovation
No illusion just me standing alone
A simple curtsy from a mere lady
The lights dimmed the room darkened then silence
Clarity became seen then all made sense
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Sometimes in life you have to except what you want to be true does not make it true. One day one might realize they are sitting in a room full of strangers. Kindness goes a long way life. Remember in life you are what you eat. You are what you put into your self. If you put love and kindness into yourself then that is what you will be, so if you find yourself feeding negativity into your life the sensiable thing to do is make changes if it is not where you want to be. Love to all.One Warm Glow
How warmly a'glow your fire greets me well
Just around the bend and seein' me home
Those lovely curled swirls of smoke rising s'well
Over blankets of snow's coverin' dome
For in that sweet odour born of the woods
Many a'whole days I trudged its timber
Bucksawed and stacked neat in an ol' woodshed
Countless swings of axe make me so limber
Lo' in wind drifts over meadows swagger
With these footsteps my perilous travel
Deep into snow's softin' crust I stagger
That last longest mile I dare not cavil
The fresh smell of stew in a pot simmerin'
Hanging over your soft coals shimmerin'
Just around the bend and seein' me home
Those lovely curled swirls of smoke rising s'well
Over blankets of snow's coverin' dome
For in that sweet odour born of the woods
Many a'whole days I trudged its timber
Bucksawed and stacked neat in an ol' woodshed
Countless swings of axe make me so limber
Lo' in wind drifts over meadows swagger
With these footsteps my perilous travel
Deep into snow's softin' crust I stagger
That last longest mile I dare not cavil
The fresh smell of stew in a pot simmerin'
Hanging over your soft coals shimmerin'
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
Much about rural life is living off the land..and in the forest there connects a winter's chore of cutting trees to a spring chore of splitting wood and stacking over a summer to dry...and then burning logs again the next winter season; as seasons wrap around seasons.The Darkest Rose
Less fear scares me as dark shadows enclose
Under black shroud of a widow's blind-fold
Wearing the scent of summer's darkest rose
Blooms in a lonely field that death foretold
Eyes never drying when tears stop their flow
Nothing is as moist as the mourning dew
Nor stark the color of carrion crows'
Coal black feathers turning purplish-blue
Sick in my grief was love lost in the grave
More vulnerable yet lest I ever dreamed
Continuous fear wearing down depraved
Bitterness cast from the nets unredeemed
May ones' good life be made from what's gone past
Living in sweet dreams that forever last
Under black shroud of a widow's blind-fold
Wearing the scent of summer's darkest rose
Blooms in a lonely field that death foretold
Eyes never drying when tears stop their flow
Nothing is as moist as the mourning dew
Nor stark the color of carrion crows'
Coal black feathers turning purplish-blue
Sick in my grief was love lost in the grave
More vulnerable yet lest I ever dreamed
Continuous fear wearing down depraved
Bitterness cast from the nets unredeemed
May ones' good life be made from what's gone past
Living in sweet dreams that forever last
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
Such is an emptiness now found in the New England woods this time of year. Visting the grave of my mother, this sonnet is very darkly reflective of my suffering a deep loss, followed by a timeless bitter mourning from a death so deeply personal. Perhaps only in our dreams can such sadness be balanced by the celebration of another happier time in life and also with the hope of her eternal love.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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