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poem about sorrow 4

Give Me a Beer

Poem   It was only me, the pen, the paper. Perfect. Let’s have a drink, maybe two? What do you think? Oh Muse, let’s meet in Paradise, I want to see you next to...

Chantel in the Park 0

Chantel

In Bryant Park the air is sweet of summer’s birth despite the day’s exhaustion. You are lovely, Chantel – like it. As strangers tussle for chairs when the music cuts I pilfer a glimpse...

Wine Chats 0

Conversations

Swirling As wine in a glass To aerate, to breathe That the terroir and the vintage and the winemaker Can mean as much as each individual grape Each sigh Every word Raised and pressed...

Dark Park 2

Glass

The street lights float like orbs, high in the sky. The rain punctures the pavement. A boy walks along a concrete path unaware he is being watched by a girl four stories above or...

Dandelion 0

Dandelion

alone in a  mysterious world of mountains and caves an endless maze floating in wind and waterfalls dandelions drifting lost and small isolated and cold at peace with ash and snow a quiet courage a silent...

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A Steed Indeed

Poetry My teacher had 4 legs And cared not for me We watch bulls and bull riders and I always said I would hold on How hard could it be? Oh, I held on...

personality poem 0

Be My Own

Poem There is a light that I carry For days when I am lost For times I can’t see past Traces of hopes that didn’t last There is a will in my mind To...

new poetry 0

There He Goes

Poem   There he is, doing his thing Giving us loving Power There he goes, sitting there Giving us every hour Oh no, there he ascends Turning for his throne As we pray for...

Confident Woman 0

Underneath Her Golden Charms

Poem For all pine after her shining airs Exalt her agreeable, confident layer And she arises with grandiose care To meet their hopeful, expecting stares Yet underneath her golden charms, Her fluid gait and...

existential poetry green fields with mountain and white clouds 0

Breathe Freely

Poem   What if I say I am dead before I got to be alive? What if god welcomes you and asks, “How was heaven down there?” Waking up at dawn and listening to...

white night 0

Белая Ночь (White Night)

Poem   White night, wan night, Winter gloaming has come, A single song on the crusty snow Dies from the beak of a bird Who has sung too late; He’s the last one and...

short love poems for wife 0

Every Night And Every Morning

Poem   Every night and every morning I say my prayer and I’m falling more in more in love with you- my sweetest nightmare: Fresh air in a mountain gloom! Biting ice melting in...