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change, destiny, future, journey, nature, sunset,
As darkness falls above the eastern skies,
with dawning shadows ending heartache’s woes.
Along the path wherein my future lies
behind the setting sun a light yet glows.
The barren earth divides a vast expanse
as shadows cast by dawn are left behind.
The glow of light in contrast to enhance
the darkness of my perished love unkind.
The sun sets over deserts reddish hues,
beyond the treeless plain, in hope I prance
with new direction my belief renews.
To west I head without a backward glance.
What lies ahead beyond the Nullarbor,
a dream of good to feel alive once more.
23rd August, 2016
"a shining star"
a shining star you shall always be
a jewel in the cosmos that I see
like the snow that glistens white
like the moon that shines bright
you bring out the best in me
when you stand before the ocean blue
feel a gentle embrace intended just for you
when you see a pearl or shell in the sand
know it is me taking you by the hand
know your heart and soul will renew
a grand piano or a single guitar
a source of strength from afar
with words that I have none to give
with hope and love may light live
a shining star is what you are
SkyWatcher - 04-09-17
anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,
Hope, A Little Remained
She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.
He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.
For Silent One's, eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.
This life we're living
Is so unforgiving
Reminding us every day
Of games that we played
Choices we made
Dreams that faded away
Paths that were crossed
Loved ones we've lost
Still promising a brighter tomorrow
When that promise is broken
Our wounds rip back open
Leaving hope to drown in deep sorrow
From our very first breath
We're stalked by death
We live our lives in fear
Knowing well it won't last
So we live loose and fast
Look up and the days have become years
We add peace, subtract strife
Find the sum of a life
Discover we've love left for giving
Love that goes wasted
On the bitterness tasted
In a life so unforgiving
by Daniel Turner
hope, love, nature,
While you sleep
Lady dressed in white
And melt your cold heart made of ice
High into the sky
And fall as raindrops from God’s eyes
Where now you will grow
With me - in the bloom of a rose
Author: Elaine George
* Note: This poem is a Personification as well as a triple Fibonacci
Brian Strand's 'Image Contest': First Place
John Heck's '12-in-one' Contest: First Place
Leo Larry Amadore
angst, childhood, death, depression, family, father, hope, introspection, life, loss, nostalgia,
Things that seemed poetic were always sad,
though I yearned for sparkle
and my dad's guffaw, which never came.
Familiar things were always drear --
repeated motions in the same old game.
There were only distant glimpses
of budding spring, fleeting views
of daffodils. The strongest
poems dealt me death and dying.
Yet I always hoped, never went under
to gray despair, always dreaming
of a garden of love we could share.
But those forbidden delights faded
quickly away; the only reality
I understand is the ever-looming
and final one. Nothing's changed.
The strongest poems deal death and dying.
The basis of all beauty is hope,
It gives no cause to sadness...
The sight of beauty will never age the eye,
Its only reflection is from the face of others...
The Grace of beauty bathes the soul with purity,
It never exists until petitioned by an open heart...
Beauty gives life to poetry,
We are as beautiful as we choose to be...
happiness, lost love, love,
the last colour
Ocean in his eyes,
winds and waves
the sea-man loved.
of night birds,
sand and rocks
the sea-man loved.
the harvest seeds,
Flowers in his heart,
Petals in bloom,
the sea-man loved.
Found and lost
the light of stars,
Alone He sailed
through narrow paths,
the sea-man loved.
In hope to smell
the scent of her hair,
In hope to wipe
rain off her lips,
In hope to taste
her roasting- chestnuts,
to mend regrets
with just one kiss.
Kevin C. Martin
christian, courage, cry, dream, faith, fear, god, heaven, hope, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, lost, love, pain, peace, religion, religious, teen, teenage, thank you, thanks, thanksgiving, youth,
I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.
daughter, death, depression, father, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, husband, life, loss, lost love, mother, sad, wife
What makes the decision
To flick the switch
To end ones life
For the sake of it
Bullied at school
Fork in the road
To let death rule
Daughters and sons
What ever affects them
They just can't outrun
Sadness and tears
By all left behind
Will they ever understand
best friend, dog, love,
Every time you look at me
Brown eyes say, "I love you"
When you're lying next to me
Your snuggle says it too
That soft brown skin's inviting smell
I pull you to me tighter
I hope you know, somehow can tell
You make my days much brighter
So playfully, you steal a kiss
Like a child, I wipe my face
What have I done to feel such bliss
This gift of "amazing grace"
Each day you show me in some way
The meaning of true love
For you my friend, each night I pray
And thank The Lord above.
for my dog friend, Buddy:)
by Daniel Turner
courage, hope, uplifting,
Follow Your Heart
Father Time has brought us safely thus far
And our future is not tied to some distant star.
We’ve always had each other’s arms
That kept us together and safe from all harm.
Yet, all our yesterdays now stand alone.
And we know that tomorrow is not cast in stone,
Where once we saw happiness, now there is pain
It seems memories and heartaches are all that remain.
So, when life seems the darkest and troubles appear
And all the world’s dangers, alarmingly near,
Remember our love - let it play its part
And don’t be afraid to follow your heart.
Written By John Posey
emotions, feelings, hope, hurt, imagery, love hurts,
Love is but an illusion
a mixture of lies and truth.
And non-responsive to dreams
or expectations of youth.
Through anguish and frustration
bravado falters and slips.
And yet in your fantasies
passion drips from wanton lips.
Hope courts imagination
summoning a dreamy smile.
And you find your private place
where you go once in a while.
You yearn for a soul mate with
whom to share your existence.
And you continue to look
with undying persistence.
You fall in and out of love
with the ghosts of yesterday.
And yet feigning happiness
pretend everything's okay.
James Marshall Goff
Grandpa's Fishing Hat
hope and joy
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suits I try not to wear
my Children's love
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break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,
Falling in love’s magical
it feels like your heart's on fire.
And dreamers hear only hope
not the words of a liar.
When trust begins to weaken
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.
Fear gathers like nagging doubts
morphing into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.
Let time’s current carry you
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For like a river it flows
towards a new tomorrow.
happiness, hope, love, trust,
Despite the black, the birds begin
To call the light unto the day,
Persistent songs remind the Sun
To send the stars upon their way.
There's hope in this which I admire:
The birds trust what they're yet to see,
I know I trust you just the same,
And always will, unfailingly.
funny, funny love,
I thought it was kind of romantic
I wasn't being a fanatic
I pulled it out in the cold
You thought that was a bit bold
I wrote it in the snow about you and me
How much I love you I wrote it with my pee
I almost froze it off - it and my left ball
Then you hurt me when you said it was too small
It's like out of the pool
It follows the same rule
Not that I expected you to drool
But you didn't need to be cruel
Now I pull it out again and what I write
Your not going to like - it might cause a fight
Not just what it says about you that is quite biting
But the fact it was your sister who did the writing
Looking out into the setting sun
Bright orange and brilliant red hues
Mind drifting off in the distance
All I think about is you
Each day we are getting closer
but you are so far away
My heartbeat is getting stronger
As I think about you
I need your love to hold me up
When life comes crashing down
Make sense out of everything
When all seems lost
You seem true
Looking out in the setting sun
Flickers of hope I see
Foreseeing just you and me
In each and every dream
My heart is calling you home
Come slip inside my room
Lay your head upon my pillow
Waiting, wishing, wondering
All I think about is you
girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, love, passion, love, sun, i love you,
I went to the sun for a favor
and asked it to shine only for you
to grant you happiness though you may be sad
bright yellow 'midst so much blue
but when the day decides to end
and the sun sinks and goes away
I give you the moon as a reminder
that my love will never fade
though i can't tell you how much I love you right now
and I can't show you what's in my heart
i hope when you look at the sun and moon
you'll realize we aren't that far apart
happy, hope, love,
Myriads of umbrellas
like I’ve never seen
floating upward brilliant red,
yellow, pink and green.
Many happy thoughts must be
in the springtime breeze,
or bright hope could not ascend
high above the trees!
Opened up, hope shelters us
from the rains of gloom.
Losing sight of happiness
would be mankind’s doom.
Peace and love must guide our thoughts
so we might see rise
myriads of umbrellas
through all earth’s blue skies!
In 7/5 Trochee, rhyming style poem
Written 2/26/2014 by Andrea Dietrich For Visual number 4
shown in the SYMBOLISM : THE UMBRELLA Poetry Contest of nette onclaud
I search the skies
for a signal,
of hope, of trust, of promise
amongst the celestial beauty.
Is it in the setting sun
like the giving of your heart?
Is it in the glistening stars
like the twinkle in your eyes ?
Is it in the comets
that streak across the sky
like that smile streaking across your face?
Oh it must be the half-moon
such beauty and grace
glowing for all to see.
For you are the other half
The one that completes me.
Melissa Wadkins Patterson
hope, life, love, yellow,
This morning I wrote a poem
about a yellow heart
pining for red fusion,
in a desperate attempt
to shake the fruit
And tonight I am alone
without tangerine lips
or the temptation of apple,
carefully watching familiar verses
and fanatically dance around
like a final punctuation mark
or an overused cliche,
while my hands whittle metaphors
into a quick-witted instrument
sharp enough to scrape
the smeared imagery
off the sidewalk of poem,
Still I am not sorry
the fruit has not
to kiss my weary head,
it takes an overly cautious yellow
to see the perfect shade of red
death, husband, lost love,
Intoxicating was his scent
Many hard-earned dollars were spent
To evoke his bliss
Give him Aramis
Young and poor, we were newleyweds
Memories linger in my head
This scent was so strong
But to him it belonged
And through time I travel today
When e’er Aramis wafts my way
Sad tears gently rise
John’s scent fills my eyes
Another dimension I seek
Longing to hear my husband speak
We'll meet again one day
Faith brings hope my way
Mist fills the morning with freshened air
Yellow fields smile past the distant shore
Lullabies play a gentle tune
Offer hope of what's coming true
Velvet kisses in the month of June
Every touch my heart doth swoon
In winds of care I blow free
Sending signals of my love for thee
Reaching out for you and holding tight
Each and every unguarded night
Allow my arms to be a comfort place
Left open for you with a warm embrace
I taste an emptiness of love
and weep from pain, in loss befall.
Hope flees in fields of light above
when time casts me its eternal pall.
As darkness dims the flame of life
with words of love left never said,
Could one escape this misty strife?
Does peace live only with the dead?
I marched to anthems meant for kings
and bled for cause, as told I must.
What voices now with courage ring,
as I lie face down in the dust?
While glory waits as cities burn,
who'll chant for me if I return?