Posts Categorized: Poetry

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From my Heart (Poem)

A million stars up in the sky one shines brighter I can’t deny A love so precious a love so true a love that comes from me to you The angels sing when you are near within your arms I have nothing to fear You always know just what to say just talking to you… Read more »

“Who Are You?” by Jack Marcus.

I am a small poem on a
page with room for another.

Share with me this white field,
wide as an acre of snow,
clear but for these tiny
markings like the steps of birds.

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The Cherry Blossom

The leafless cherry, Old as a toothless woman, Blooms in flowers, Mindful of its youth. – Haiku Poems A Selection of Matsuo Basho’s Haiku Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]

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Storm of the century (Light Displays of the Gods)

Gently, slowly fingers trace the spine. Soft hair drapes down… goosebumps. Colors, waves amazing things could happen. Your voice goes through my ears and reaches every inch of my body Goosebumps. A sudden cold breeze and a story about to begin. Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]

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Spring is Coming

Spring, Almost The sunshine gleams so bright and warm, The sky is blue and clear. I run outdoors without a coat, And spring is almost here. Then before I know it, Small clouds have blown together, Till the sun just can’t get through them, And again, it’s mitten weather. Click to rate this post! [Total:… Read more »

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Love my hands… by Elena Farago (poetry)

Iubeşte-mi mâinile… – Elena Farago Iubeşte-mi mâinile Şi ochii Şi iartă-le dac-au fost clipe În care n-au ştiut să-ţi spună, În care n-au putut să-ţi dea Atât cât ar fi vrut, Atâta – cât poate doru-ţi le cerea În dragostea, În îndoiala, În deznădejdea unei clipe… Iubeşte-mi mâinile Şi ochii Şi iartă-le nevruta vină Că prea târziu… Read more »

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Ce e amorul? Mihai Eminescu (What is love?)

I has been another year since I celebrated the birth of the great Romanian poet Mihai Eminescu. He died oh so very young but his poems live on and so does his ability to give me shivers whenever I read it out loud. Here’s one I found called “what is love?” 🙂 It’s not Haddaway… Read more »

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Apples – Laurie Lee – Poetry Thursday

Behold the apples’ rounded worlds: juice-green of July rain, the black polestar of flowers, the rind mapped with its crimson stain. The russet, crab and cottage red burn to the sun’s hot brass, then drop like sweat from every branch and bubble in the grass. They lie as wanton as they fall, and where they… Read more »