Folded Wings
Folded wings to
retreat
finding a secure
sanctuary.
as a wounded dove
searching for a
peaceful enviroment.
forever in flight
always seeking-never
finding.
going to the well
again and again
leaving empty.
with a tear in her
eye
loneliness apparent
with folded wings
retreats.
poem by Heather Burns
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Finding Out
Theres something wrong, I cant get my finger on it
I must be looking over something
Sometimes at night Ive had to fight with this emptiness
Its been so hard to see, theres something more than this
Im finding out, Im finding out
Yeah it took a little ti me to get what love was about
But honey Im coming round
Im finding out
Ive had enough of all this hard core loneliness
I dont think pain is so romantic
Im just a working man
I feel each day go by
I couldnt understan d I was too weak to fight
But Im finding out, Im finding out
It took a little time for me to stand up and shout
But honey Im coming round, Im finding out
I have to thank you baby, honey I must confess
You have pulled me from this river of loneliness
Im finding out, baby Im finding out
Yeah it took a little time to get what love was about
But honey Im coming round
Im finding out
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Nothing us but only in between us
In finding you
I find me, in looking for you
You look for me, so in finding you finding me,
We finally find out, there is nothing us but only
You and me finding you and me, there is really
No us, just some things between us, always finding
You and me finding you always finding two
Not one, nothing one, but always two, a separate
You finding me and me finding you in this search in futility
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wings Of A Dove
Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love
Take the hand of another
And sing for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Look up at the rooftops
When youre walking round
Dont think for a moment
Of looking down
Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Ha-lellujah (lellujah)
Ha-lellujah (lellujah)
Look up at the rooftops (the roof)
When youre walking round
Dont think for a moment
Of looking down
At a room at the top
Where were not allowed
Cheer to the echo
Can you hear the sound
Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Yeah yeah yeah (etc.)
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Et cetera
Blue train!
Blue train taking me from you....
song performed by by Madness
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Wings Of A Dove
Let me fly in the wings of a dove
Above the Manhattan sky
So that all the yankies can see me
At least I will be safe in the wings of a dove
And I can sleep while I am fling in the wings of a dove
I love to fly in the wings of a dove
But the feeling of being high in the sky is great
But God gave me a chance to fly in the wings of a dove
When the opportunity came I didn't even think for a minute
I just jumped right in this opportunity
And I am glad I did it
Because I am having the greatest time when I am flying in the wings of a Dove
But I woke up at midnight and the sky was already dark
Eventhough the dove was still flying
The dove took me all the way to Chigago the windy city
Men I must tell you that it was very windy inthe sky in chicago
But we landed safe in Chicago by the shore
And I sleept in the shore of Chicago for the night
To me it was almost like being inside a movie scream when I woke up the next morning at the Shore of Chicago
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Finding it-LOVE
Finding it is so hard and is rare
Finding it sometimes takes years
Finding it is something that should be handled with care
Finding it can bring you laughter instead of tears
Finding it can make you happy and free
Finding it can open the LOVE in your heart
Finding it will open your eyes to see
That one you do find it, you will see it has done its part
By Frank Pulver
poem by Frank Pulver
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Psalm 116
Who steps down from the seat of glory?
Who comes down from the heavens above?
It's my Lord and my King who has heard my cry
Who flies to me on the wings of a dove
It's an incredible thing in the darkness
When its shattered by light from above
Just when I thought there was no more hope
You came down on the wings of a dove
I was falling ever deeper into darkness
And I could see no light from above
And I cried out with all that was in me
And you came down on the wings of a dove
You have delivered my soul from death
And you have filled my soul with love
You restored my crushed and broken heart
When you came down on the wings of a dove
poem by Frank McEleny
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In a coffin
Hands folded over the chest
she lies forever stretched out
as if death out of the blue holds her calm
and nothing will wake her up,
from the last sleep folding coldly round her
and strangely changed from princess to rotting dirt.
Hands folded over the chest
she lies forever stretched out.
with no fingers clenching hot around mine
and drawing me nearer,
no arms embracing me to her body
and I am totally alone
and stare at hands folded over her chest.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Without A Priority
Finding oneself...
Might take a lifetime.
And,
Finding one's life...
May not be...
Any need.
But...
Finding one's happiness,
Without a wanting...
May be possible.
But without a priority,
How can this succeed?
Finding oneself and untieing the knots,
May take a lifetime.
And finding one's life without a tear to drop,
May not be a need.
But...
Finding one's happiness without a crave,
May be possible.
But without a priority,
How can this succeed?
Without priority,
How this succeed?
Finding oneself...
Might,
Take a lifetime.
And finding one's life may not,
Be...
Anybody's need,
And...
Finding one's true happiness,
Without a wanting...
May be possible.
But without priority...
How can one succeed?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Wings Of Healing
The shackles that tie
Your soul earth bound
Keeps you there
Clipped wings of a dove
For ever you search
Morning, Noon, and Night
To release the burdens
Of manmade plights
Once burdens lost
And darkness no more
The wings of healing
Takes time, take flight
You reach up to the skies
The sun, moon and stars
You breathe the wonder
Denied you so long
Arms open wide
You embrace the new you
And smile at the light
That leads you to
The new Journey in life
So like the wings of dove
You fly to be free
Up to the clouds
That embrace the new me
poem by Kaila George
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A whisper of rain in a pond of silence
A droplet made ripple I am
Circling the wet worn sparkles of a fall
Spreading a bat born flight within the whole
Blind folded eyes enlarging the sphere
Drop mould ties uncircled unleashed
To make the wings for a fallen sky
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Winged
a butterfly
landed
on the lawn
in front of me
fluttering poorly
several times
folding
most beautiful wings
reached out
with my hand
so he or she
could land
felt
that softest touch
saw
as nearby
as never before
that butterfly
showing
those magnificent wings
a few times more
until
folded together
for the last time
feeling speechless
impressed
blessed
with the gift
of sharing those last moments
of a butterfly
now flying
on eternal wings
poem by Ellie Daphne van Stralen
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Tainted Wings
On wings of silver and gold, I soar
across the field of many lands
seeking out the love
I once held in my hands.
Like a newborn butterfly,
stretching its wings to fly
my love stretched her wings
and flew far away.
Now with newborn freedom
I to take to the sky and fly
searching for the love
I once held in my hand.
Above tempest and raging seas,
I search for her everywhere
hoping one day I’ll find
my angel with tainted wings.
17 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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~Laced Nights~
'Don't want to love you.', the Spright did say
'Get lost in night, I'm on my way.'
And as she saw him turn back and grin,
she felt a pain far deep within...
She tried not to show the gloom she felt,
this tainted card that she was delt.
So she smiled, concealed her frown
and caught a tear as she turned around.
On fairy wings, laced far and wide
she sailed into the star filled sky,
Many moons came and passed
she sailed across the skies of glass.
One starless night, Spright look and saw
the vision filling with shock and awe,
Her fairy wings folded back and found
that very Spright looking up from the ground.
Not having time for Sprightful things,
the night was hers, she spread her wings.
(still working on this)
poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
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While the storm outside is quieting down
Next to me you lie peaceful and quietly
while we are finding deeper meaning
and no emotion is spilled into words.
Next to me you lie peaceful and quietly
and I see your arm hairs rising
from pleasure like a tree flowering in spring
and next to me you lie peaceful and quietly
while we are finding deeper meaning.
poem by Gert Strydom
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5. Breakfast with Eagles
Tall mountains in a morning mist
Where snow fits like a cap
Craggy rocks hold icicles
That thaw before they snap
An eerie roost stood empty
Its owners both took flight
Out on a hunting party
After resting through the night
The warm air from the thermals
Gave wind beneath their wings
It lifts them higher easily
They swirl around in rings
Their eyes forever searching
A head kept fully still
Watching for a movement
To make their next big kill
With swept back wings an eagle dives
Hits quarry with a splat
Then two smart golden eagles
Have their breakfast with a rat
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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We Who Want To Do Things Right...
there are many of us still
roaming
finding another opening
after a series of exits
there are less doors
for us
who still want to do things
right,
and we keep on looking
and we are not finding anything
we retreat
in a corner and close the door again
open the window
for thin air
and here again
back to the lines that comfort us
poetry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Four Precious Letters:
L.O.V.E
The past anchored my wobbly feet
I met sorrow, pain, anger and defeat
Eyes of a child through divorce
From life's binding first course
Hands that rocked me to sleep
Her tears; Her heart could not keep
My Mom's sorrow from loving me
And raising alone a Holy See
Days fled into the arms of night
Weeks folded their wings in flight
Months to years framed my light
Bright with Hope from Mom's plight
A young eagle soaring high
Never encountered a grey sky
That posed a challenge to my flight
My wings anchored in my Mom's site
Her true Love founding my everlasting Judah
In her reconcile Jesus, Mohamed, and the Buddha
I knew not my Father, except for his absence
It's my Mom's love fueling my soul's balance
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012
poem by leaking Pen
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Is It Any Wonder
Turn me down
To the ground
I want to feel the coolness on my face
Lie me down
Show me how
I can begin to hold you endlessly
I don't sleep
So I don't dream of leaving
And when I wake I face the night
And I don't speak
I listen to the breathing
I sometimes think I hear my fate
So is it any wonder
That I'm finding someone in this place here next to me
And is it any wonder
That we found each other
I've found another who meets the same
Is it any wonder
Don't explain by it's name
We write our words forever in the space
Who could say
Chance again
Chooses to bring together you and me
Now I don't sleep so I don't dream of leaving
I lie awake and face the night
I lie awake and dream of you
So is it any wonder
that I'm finding someone in this place here next to me
And is it and wonder that you made it here
We found another who meets the same
And is it any wonder that I'm finding someone in this place here next to me
Is it any wonder
that we found each other
We found another who meets the same
song performed by by Sophie Ellis Bextor from Read My Lips
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Soloists
Those encouraged early,
To test and use their wings when young...
With a flying done occasionally,
Away from the nest...
Will be most likely the ones,
Who explore in flight...
Places out of sight they have chosen.
And as difficult as it is for others,
To point and watch what is done...
From the safety of their 'coops'.
They seem always to be the ones...
Discouraging others and what they do.
With advice given,
When that daily flight by the young is through.
The ones testing their wings learn to sing.
Be in chorus, quartets or duets.
But it becomes apparent with their voices raised...
They are clearly soloists with obtained experience.
And...
With a doing of it on key as every note reached is clear.
Not to waver at all with a singing of their song being sung.
And, a cappella!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nipples
Men and women both have nipples.
But birds have nipples not.
Since they can not miss them licked...
Do they get a kick when lifting wings?
Finding that divine and heavenly.
As we wait,
Getting tweaked now and then...
By someone who has a fetish!
And we are promised to get wings,
When 'that' time comes!
And who can really say they know that to be true?
Especially if that is 'suppose' to be,
The ultimate 'G' spot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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