Tag: Poetry
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The Gentle Heart
I heard those words spoken From a pure and gentle heart Once riven almost torn apart And now complete, healed and unbroken. I heard not how your heart was broken I only heard that heart’s intent To be a comfort in every extent To those lost : healing with words unspoken. The gentle heart seeks comfort and surety…
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Perhaps
The breeze whispers in the silence I stir and weakly waft it away It beckons to me in its insistence I tell it now is not the day. Like all who have preceded me, I could too follow that lost way, I’d rather draw its strength to me And let me say what I must…
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A Moment Everlasting
Unconsciously we crafted a moment Where we stopped time for a time And met each other once again To resume an everlasting serenity. I thought I was merely speaking Wasted words and actions repeating Yet as I spoke to the others I could see You were listening, listening completely to me. And your listening created a…
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A Prophecy of Love
You seek your love from this life, He seeks you from another Search for your lover in this life And he will find you as an other. Love the lover and let the lover love you, Let that love complete its first circle, Past begun and future continued Know that your love called love forth.…
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The Measure of Each Other (Inspired by Adele’s Hello)
Once the years stop passing And our fissures fade to grey We two could have a reckoning And determine who would pay. I could admit my failures You could admit yours too We could each count the others And weigh them up all in all. I could then price your virtues And you could price mine A counter…
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I Read a Poet
Time should be standing still. It’s four o’clock on a Saturday afternoon. The soft pre-spring sunlight is warming and relaxing. Around me children are jumping and running on stone walls and grass nearby. Yelling and shouting and sometimes falling : any of whom could land on me. I vaguely notice that they’re playing with foam mats. I…
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To Possess The Good In All
I waited for the good things to come And so bidden waited my time And watched the good fortune of others My patience spurned turned resentful I set forth to gain the good things alone To conquer and suborn all before me And through their thrall reward myself But gaining my aims meant I only won alone…
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The Story is a Journeyman
If a story happens upon you And insists upon being told Welcome it as a traveller Shelter it from the cold Wait until it asks of you Should I be sent away? Answer it promptly It won’t wait another day But consider carefully For such a story left Is a forgotten mistake Lost forever as a silent…
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The Son
That could have been my son I could have been his dad A child lying fast asleep Snatched too soon from my hands
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The Answer Lies In Between
I wish I could be open to another Without pain or fear or rejection And for it to be always the flow Of two rivers making an ocean Let me be the last to be vulnerable I’d rather you found out about me Without me revealing anything And keep that secret in its place. Yet…
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Love Left Alone
If I catch and keep love It is no love at all Such love dies in my grasp Leaving dust in its wake. Maybe I should leave love go In that hope and with that faith That it might return to me As selfish as that may be Perhaps I should let flow My love…
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A Bubble’s Lifework
Children near me laughing and chasing, Watching and waiting, taking turns carelessly Blowing bubbles, see them floating, Jumping and leaping, hands grabbing joyfully. But one bauble is an escapee, Under the spell of an invisible wand, It winks and smiles at me, And settles unbidden in my hand. A perfect sphere, glass and silver A crystal…