Seaching For Love
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Posted:Sep 1, 2009 2:57 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2022 4:33 am 4241 Views
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You can search, for love to find you
Checking out far and wide
But there is no truer love
Than yours, the one inside.
Find it in your favorite book
A cozy blanket, a warming fire
A puppy dog's inquisitive look
In your heart and desire
In a baby's eyes
and a 's laughter
With their souls on loan
for you to look after.
In the sorrow of a friend
that giving a hug can cure
And getting one back
A friendship that's pure
To know about love
doesn't require heartbreaks
Discovering mistakes of love
doesn't define, what it takes
Love doesn't require dues
It's free magic from inside
That changes colors and hues
giving lies no place to hide
So look into the mirror
the mirror of your heart
See if love can flourish
finding it ala carte.
another repost 5/22/2008
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Oceans of Love
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Posted:Aug 31, 2009 5:05 am
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2018 10:50 am 4061 Views
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If only I could show you, the joys that love can bring
amidst the pain and sorrow, to hear the ocean sing
Like waves upon the shore, pools that ebb and flow
Coming closer to where you stand, only to pull away and go
Not knowing the ebb of tide, each wave inches away
Then flows to greet your toes, though planted they stay
Wanting anxiously to greet it, to plunge feet first
Or wait to have it touch you, savoring the thirst.
Or fear it will reach you, then wash away the sand
Too cold for toes to touch, so you reach with your hand.
Oh! to test the waters, for a temperature just right
Not committing to the touch, but knowing that you might.
Maybe, you take no chances and a step back away
Not wanting to touch the sea of love, not wanting to feel that way
Just close your eyes and smell the ocean, feel the breeze in your hair
Hear the sea gulls speak their rhythm, sense the magic coming near
Let your heart see the hope, horizons upon the ocean
Feel the tides of love, the waves set in motion.
Another poem from my other blog, I wanted to save. 06/01/2008
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Love in Bloom
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Posted:Aug 25, 2009 4:01 pm
Last Updated:Jul 18, 2022 5:39 am 4244 Views
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I wrote this.. this morning. to post on the poet tree blog. I had been away awhile. But after writing it, I wanted to save it on my own blog
Love is but a solitary bloom
window spied from my room
Springs forth in all it's glory
Yet untells the whole story
Wilted petals from Summer's heat
Thorns aplenty protections feat
Enduring now in it's place
waiting for the Fall's grace
Winter's tale to be told
Hibernating in the cold
Window spied from my room
Love is but, an awaiting bloom.
Moved back to Kansas, as living by the sea, was just not meant to be.
No search is ever quite the same, if we don't remember from whence we came.
No matter where I make my home, not far from the tree, do I roam.
and coming back can be so grand, with heart on my sleeve and pen in my hand
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Purpose
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Posted:Aug 12, 2009 8:07 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2009 6:20 am 4289 Views
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Do I have a purpose?
Like the moon in the sky
Like the stars above
Like a baby's cry
Like the flowers in bloom
what the ocean tide wills
Like the clouds
Or like the daffodils
Like the mountains majestic
or fields of grain
Like the weather eclestic
The sun or the rain
Do I have purpose?
Like the moon in the sky
Or just the purpose
Revealed in your eye
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Love's Dream
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Posted:Aug 11, 2009 3:25 pm
Last Updated:Jul 29, 2014 5:47 am 4313 Views
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My mind dances, to a magic tune
As it wanders, over hills of could be
A rhythm of moonbeams, on a silver spoon
That echoes across an open sea
Oh! to dream, my choosen reality
Of that which may, or may not be
Like Unicorns dancing in the valley
Or Mermaids in the deep blue sea
She is a cloud, a billowing sail
The catches my breathe to see the plight
Too far away to grasp, and then dissipates
when rained upon and held too tight
She is so near.....
In the sound of tumbling waves, the songbird's melody
In a sea of morning air, a breeze upon my face
In a single breathe, a moment that sustains me
The corners of my mind, hearts hiding special place.
The music has begun
The dance need not start
Not played with a golden band
but with the strings of my heart
repost from 5/20/2008
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Is It Me?
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Posted:Aug 11, 2009 3:10 pm
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2009 6:08 am 4610 Views
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IS IT ME?
Is it you? That I see
Sitting there in front of me.
Eyes that sparkle, smiling softly
Awakens my memory.
Remembering how I felt
As each card had been dealt
How I played each and every hand
The pain and joy at my command
Fewer choices now it seems
Yesterdays are but dreams
Tomorrow the last card could be played
With regrets I folded, and you stayed
Is it you? That I see
holding yourself up to me
Or just a mirrored memory
The person I always hoped to be
repost from old blog 5/15/2008
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The Beast
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Posted:Aug 10, 2009 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2022 4:32 am 4771 Views
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Taste of me
and I will taste of you
Not in ravaging mouthfuls
but in sips of morning dew
My lips to catch each tender drop
which moistens the fire
Quenching the magic's thirst
Of capitulation and desire
Otherwise, it's a poor man's feast
A table in bountiful array
Nourishment for a hungry beast
Feeding the body through the day
As day falls into night
The lust and hunger slips
No sated beast, to be found
Without dew upon his lips.
Kiss me softly as morning air
and breezes that welcome me in
The sound of a heart's rhapsody
Can sate the beast within.
Taste of me
As I will taste of you
Not in ravaging mouthfuls
but in sips of morning dew.
repost.... saving on this this blog..didn't want to lose this one either
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Tin Love
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Posted:Aug 10, 2009 4:01 pm
Last Updated:Sep 1, 2009 3:07 pm 4950 Views
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I never knew love had a gender
Til women made it so.
That Love isn't just the sender
It's about what women know
That men need to have a heart
instead of a love token
Then women wouldn't pay the toll
The cycle would be broken
The Tin Man, he has spoken
"I have no heart in here
The cycle needn't be broken
Just pedal faster dear!"
So find yourself a clock
and time not to care
But listen to the tick tock
A tin man's heart you'll hear
repost.... my favorite poem...It's the one that got me started 04/08/2008
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Tears
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Posted:Aug 10, 2009 3:40 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2011 8:39 am 5197 Views
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RED wrote a blog about crying...
I gave it some thought, and whether or not it's a macho thing, or simply a sign of weakness, men bottle their tears to hide the rain
Looking out my window
Raindrops on the sill
Dark clouds above my head
Fallen tears are there, until....
The sun begins to shine
Dries the rain all around
Fills my heart with joy
Tears stop falling down
When tears bottle up
It is a crying shame
As a heart full of rain
Doesn't pour joy, quite the same
repost from old handle
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Morning Dream
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Posted:Aug 10, 2009 2:18 pm
Last Updated:Jun 1, 2015 8:38 am 4901 Views
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The alarm still goes off, and wakens me, from a slumber sound and deep.
To the unwanted jolt, I will not surrender, I know this day will keep.
For in this moment of solitude, my mind is free at last.
To contemplate the future, to remember the loving past.
I can see the flowers bloom and smell their sweet perfume
Then see her eyes sparkle at me, when she appears in my room.
I hear the sound of cooing, it must be a dove.
Her voice is but an echo,"you are the one I love."
I feel the warmth and security, so snug in my cocoon
A dream she lies next to me, that I know is ending soon.
Another day has dawned, and now calls out to me
To capture another moment, for this place I like to be.
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