Another season of color,
Unto is such and there is no other.
To see those leaves fall,
Under our feet the winter will call.
Many days and nights are so cool,
Now those kids, yeah, back to school.
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
You shall notice the first words will spell the word AUTUMN. And out of those first words the poem is written. It denotes this season of Autumn upon us now in New Jersey.
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online today!
One little word is all it takes
to make a point, dictate our fate
To build a bridge or close a gate
Encourage, deflate
To give, to take.
To cut, to sew
Detach, deface, embrace
Destroy, repair .
Ditto Touché
Come what may....
Choose words carefully
Be mindful about what you say
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
This poem is self explanatory
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There are a lot of fools,
That walk away from love,
With foolish games they play,
They don't know,
love doesn't come every day,
But if love can come with burning flames,
on a whim,
Carpe Diem.
There are so many fools,
They take a heart with a touch,
Breaking love's rules,
Leaving the heart to break,
As if love wasn't worth much,
Like a Hollywood film.
Or the thorn on the rose's stem.
They only leave pain.
and a lonely heart in the rain,
There is a piper to pay,
They will wake up one day,
But if love comes with a burning flame.
On a whim,
Carpe Diem.
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Posted: Mar 2018
About this poem:
a poem I wrote years ago
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LONELYNESS
Longing fills the hours of my night, Lavender dreams in twilight's sight,
On a canvas of Daisies painted in the moonlight.
Nights like these whisper a silent plight,
Eternal echoes of Orchids taking flight.
Yearning for a touch, a voice so sweet, like an Azalea's repeat,
Each moment, like an Iris, feels incomplete.
Shadows, like Nightshades, claim defeat,
Sorrows have found a quiet retreat.
Over the hills, beneath the indigo sky, Lilies lie,
Night paints a picture, an intense outcry.
Laying bare the heart, the whispers of goodbye,
Yearns for the dawn, a relief to comply.
Nightfall cloaks the world in a tranquil haze,
Each star a beacon, like a Sunflower's gaze.
Solitude, like a Tulip, speaks in mysterious ways,
Seducing the heart in its intricate maze.
Sighs of loneliness, the silent bell, a Rose can tell,
On memories of love, my thoughts dwell.
Never again to be under the spell,
Love’s fleeting dance, like a Daffodil, I remember it well.
Yearning whispers in the night, no one to appease,
Eclipsed by the silence, brought to its knees.
Solitary heart, like a Lotus, longing for release,
Strumming the chords of a melancholic piece.
Over the horizon, the morning sun will rise, like Marigolds surprise,
New day, new hope beneath the azure skies.
Love, they say, never truly dies,
Yearning, like a Violet, in the heart forever lies.
Echoes of the past in the corridor of time, just like a Primrose's rhyme,
Softly murmur a forgotten love rhyme.
Seducing the senses, an ageless mime,
Solitude's song, beautifully sublime, like the call of a Jasmine's chime.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
The poem captures the profound sense of longing and solitude experienced by an individual. With each verse initiated by a letter from the word "lonelyness", it outlines the emotions evoked by solitude in a romantic, melancholic, and alluring tone.
Each verse also mentions a different flower, which adds a layer of metaphor and symbolism to the expressed emotions. The poem moves through the phases of night into dawn, mirroring the progression of the speaker's feelings - from deep yearning and a sense of loss, to a new hope and acceptance of solitude.
In essence, it's a journey of an individual embracing their solitude, experiencing a range of emotions from longing and melancholy, to seduction and romance. Despite the loneliness, there is a beauty in the experience, much like the beauty of the flowers that accompany each verse. It's a celebration of resilience, the human spirit, and the ability to find beauty even in solitude.
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