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Poem Details | by Phillip Garcia |
Categories: nature,

Immortal Tethers Rein

superfluous drizzle
this tranquil cottage scene

April’s meadowlark sigh
sweetly symphonic slopes
green glistened gradient

hillside reeds rejoice flat
rejuvenation blessed
by philanthropic sun

illustrious wisdom
showers ivory slates
of winter remembrance

villagers swim downstream
lips kiss glimmered ripples
madly in love with reflections

how quickly forgotten
all quickly forgiven
natural mortality rates

the river wisely runs
babbles off mortified
naturally misanthropic

immortal tethers rein
superfluous drizzle

3/7/2017


Poem Details | by Stephen Parker |
Categories: love

Love on a Lark

On a truant stroll did embark
Amorous libertine on a lark
Half past eight, almost dark
Chance encounter in the park
Whimsical glance hit the mark
Scintilating essence; a meadowlark
Glowing eyes radiated a spark
Glimmering lips lust did earmark
Craven, black hair so sleek, so stark
Bleating bosom her beaconing bulwark
Cleavage mapped by tight, clinging sark
Hips slithering along like a careening shark
Silken nylons her sensuous trademark
Writhing, to her milky nectar I did hark

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: lost love,

silent footfalls shift

Blush cheeks capture a heated day
sun-soaked lemon chills melt fast
beating hearts drifting off into the bay
as the west winds caress sails of love

Slow waves tumble toward the shore
intertwined fingers grasp and hold tight
as fragile souls sing lullabies of peace

Ominous clouds threaten a golden sky
shading out a final setting orb of hope
thunder rolls and soothes the meadowlark
undercover I can still hear her sweet call

silent footfalls shift after a drenching rain
here I'm left   standing all alone again

Poem Details | by ANDREW BENE' |
Categories: hope, inspirational, life, loss, lost love, love, heart, heart,

Hard Row to Hoe

See her in the flowers,
that she walks by everyday,
listen to the meadowlark,
and what he has to say.

Feel the Earth that's turning,
so your heart can be set free,
see these words are burning,
written hastily by me.

Leave behind the hardship,
the bitter clouds of woe,
follow down your family,
where your seeds will surely grow.

Seek the book for guidance,
may the Lord now take your hand,
no need to strive for perfect,
for your heart he'll understand.

Poem Details | by Sheila Cooperman |
Categories: beautiful, light,

Not as Pure

A poem by an 11 year old student under my name. I take no credit except for being the teacher.

Not as pure as the meadowlark
Is not something on which most would remark
Neither as pure as the meadowlark

Not as pure as the sky so blue
Not as common either, but both phrases are true
Neither as pure as the sky so blue

Not as pure as the grass so green
Yet more beautiful than anything you've seen
Neither as pure as the grass so green

Not as pure as the mountains so tall
A faint sound from the end of the hall
Neither as pure as the mountains so tall

Not as pure as a brittle winter frost
But they are love and life
And only one can be lost