Each Day
Each Day is a poem come to life. Good days, miracles. Bad days, termites.
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Mind Shadows ©
In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood-- A lord of nature weeping to a tree, I live between the heron and the wren, Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den. From--"In a Dark Time" by Theodore Roethke
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The wind carries whispers
Poems about those whose voices no one heard , whose tears were not wiped by gentle hands and whose dreams were crumbled to dust...
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Anniversary Pie
Yesterday was our 18th anniversary, but I did not buy my husband a gift. Instead, I baked seven pies. Year eighteen, with its traditional gifts of porcelain and garnets, hadn’t been a banner year, or put either of us in a gift-giving mood. I believe, as wholeheartedly as I can, that next year’s anniversary will be wor...
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Adventures in South East Asia
After spending a year teaching in Thailand, I longed to travel with only my quirky self to keep me company. My journey started in Myanmar where temple cycles and village treks exposed me to the past and present of this intriguing nation. I returned to Northern Thailand for a volunteer experience and some of the most i...
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Night Shadow
Night Shadow is a double-nonet poem consisting of two nine line halves (the bottom mirrors the shape of the top). A single nonet poem has nine lines with nine syllables in line one and then each line has one syllable less until line nine has only one syllable. In this double-nonet poem the bottom half mirro...
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Looking Glass Friend
To all my dear friends. Those I loved but did not know, I did so. Those I let go because... well... I could no longer face your understanding. Those who let me go because... I could not help them. How could I? I could not help myself. You are still with me, you have simply stepped through the looking glass. I can see...
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More To A Millionaire *Work in Progress*
"I'm trying to figure out how ten cents on a hundred can mean more to a millionaire than than it does to a newsboy. I can't see it..." Jesse has never known a world without fear. He has no recollection of a mother's touch, nor a father's words of wisdom, nor a sibling's bubbly laughter. He has never been to school, ne...
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Journey Home
Journey Home c.2013, Olan L. Smith Journey Home is a collection of poems that is a personal search for my spiritual home. I go about this search with the tools of poetry using the English language as my map. Love, peace and freedom, Olan L. Smith
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Flashback .. Fast Forward
Flashback .. Fast Forward ...pieces of my life captured in time. This entire series inspired by reading/enjoying @Hampton's great poetry! Thank you, Charles!
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Life
Celebrating the small moments in life that can easily be forgotten and yet when lived are the most magical and therefore well worth recording. From 'Sacred Cow': Gippsland spring seep into my skin moments of osmosis, pixelate and photon in. From 'The Orange Tree' Don't pull them off, I instruct, roll. Rolling wor...
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Nature's Callings
A collection of poetry about my observations of and how nature makes me feel. 1. The Misty Fog 2. The Rain 3. My Monsoon 4. Thunderstorms 5. Quaking 6. Rain... 7. Renewing Rain 8. Wild Thunderstorm 9. Monsoon Is Here 10. Hummer In Flight
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My Superman
This particular piece was very difficult to write for me, as it is quite hard to read as well. My father was my hero growing up, hence My Superman, although if you read in depth you will understand my father was a great man but made life difficult growing up. At times we are all guilty of taking advantage of what's...
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Literary Limericks
Limericks about famous literary characters and favorite classic books. Historical Fiction/Poetry .
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Dragonish
PART 1: Seven poems that explore love. The sated wind doodles mischievously no longer the ravening raptor loosed that scratched sharp claws to my unfettered glee. Now are you temperate, husky, obtuse. PART 2: Follows the tale of a persecuted dragon. Begins with 'Dragonish'. I am the girl who flies with hidden wings. I...
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Bittersweet
This is a poem about trust and love. Both sides of trust. This poem is an experiment inspired by another great poet. This is two poems in one If you read lines one,three.five etc. then two,four, six. You will see. I loved his work and thought I would give it a try. I added a third stanza and it changed the whol...
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Eyes of Sagacity
Eyes of sagacity is a poem I wrote about one of my dearest friends. Always putting a wall in-front of herself as a barrier. She is quiet, composed reserved, and so very beautiful inside and out. She is Eyes of Sagacity.
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