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Her Poetry

Harmony on the Highlands
Mountains dressed in Celtic silk
She covers me like wild roses
Songs of the sea going mariners
These dreams of moss and bogs
Of streams and stalwart pines
I long for the kiss of Edinburgh

Dylan Thomas cannot come home
Welsh wit of uncanny sun
Your rain fills rivers with tears
The dew shall not comfort the sky
Nightingale mourns
Fear not for elegant words live on

Poetess wakes me with her knock
Can words unlock the distant heart?
Awake too rhymes of timeless joy
Love has wings that cross the sea
Love has dreams beyond the islands
Let no druids rob the rainbow
Hear the larks hail sweet cupid
Radiant smile torches the stars

My cryptic shelter is broken
Windermere discovers me
I cannot hide in London’s fog
She is the lips of Juliet
Bards and poets kneel
Her voice of gold has spoken
Noble gestures spun in sonnets
Smitten with beauty I falter
Erudite love has made me bow

Her poetry is a fire of love

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I Walk In Prayer

Fire flies amidst the green shadows
River of daunting beauty
Moonlight calls the poets
Vast sky of delight
Bask in serene breezes of dusk
Night cloaks the world of time
Timeless stars with regal glow
Trees whisper praise
I hear the words of love

Are you writing my dear tonight
Is the fire burning
I am the stranger you long for
You are the gold finches of hope
Shall we write of Keats and Dickinson
Shall we rest in each others array

Sorrow has sweetness of wings
Wings of requited joy
We are close
We are lovers in the desert moonlight
Your quill brings lace
Your heart sheds flowers
Fragrance of the divine night
Grass like moss of a bed
Islands of the rivers legend
I walk in prayer

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Golden Kiss

await your roses in my dreams
Carriages of the troubadour well
Castles in fauve visions of Keats
Every cryptic flower sings of you
Now the world is extravagant grace
Elegant tendrils of spring’s rapture
Colors of the gardens divine wisdom
Love plants vines of mystic wine

Poetry as soft as summer flutes
My darling your eyes are like a forest
Night brings lips of serene moonlight
Joy shines over the sea of harmony
Adagios of romance like mystic begonias
Stars swirl and we are the dance of wind
Cupid has sent his sweet nightingales
Fountains of your heart pour into bliss

I am awakened by a golden kiss

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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But he didn't love (Russian romance)

He said be mine dear, be mine forever

And I will live with burning desire.

Charming his smile was, bliss in the glances

And all that promised Garden of Eden.

Sweet words deceptive

My heart was broken

Sweet words deceptive

My heart was broken

But it was not love

He didn't love me,

No, he didn't love me.

He said I lighted his gloomy soul,

His gloomy soul with blazing star.

He said I gave him

Gave him some hopes

Filling his heart with

Sweet dreams and wishes.

First he was smiling

Then he shed tears

First he was smiling

Then he shed tears

But it was not love

He didn't love me.

No, he didn't love me.

He promised dreamland, he promised passion

Happiness, fortune, blue stars to my heart.

He swore so tender make life delightful

With love forever in seventh heaven.

Sweet words deceptive, my heart was broken,

Sweet words deceptive, my heart was broken.

But it was not love,

He didn't love me.

No, he didn't love me.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Such a Sweet Kiss

You blew me such a sweet, sweet
Sweet kiss..

It rode upon the winds to find
My ruby red lips, to fall in love
Once again..

You look down at me as your
Lips spoke the words “I’ve
Found my true love and my
Lips will never kiss another”

Let not our love die in vain
For I’ve seen a nightingale
Perched upon my windowsill,

I heard the nightingale sing
So sweet, so sweet

It sang of my ruby red lips
With,

Lyric were off the chain..

Such harmony cannot will
Not,

Be perfected again..

poem by Carolyn Sears
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What Poetry Mean To Me

What does poetry mean to me

Poetry is the air I breathe

Poetry is the words that feed
My soul
To make me whole

Poetry is what makes me blossom
In the middle of spring

Poetry is what grows my garden
And makes it flourish with nature
Beauty

Poetry Is

My magical whim's that supply all my
Fantasy and fills my hopes and dreams

Poetry is the strong desire that keep the
Flames of love burning

In the midst of the hour

And lights up the sky
With beautiful hues of colours

Spreads from one globe to

Another

To swim the ocean deep

Just because of love

Poetry is that and more, which I
Hate to carry this on and on

But

Poetry is the love of our life that visit
Us in our dreams

Poetry is

Me and the worlds that wakes every
Morning to bloom and blossom

Even after the death has played it last
Song that breaks our hearts

Poetry is tears and moans
Grief and pain that Hunt's the
Soul

Poetry is the rain crying from
The sky
The sun the moon with the golden
Light
Poetry is a child laughter at play
The tears a child shreds in sadness
They cry

Poetry is just a book of songs you
And I write down in our journal
Each and every day

Mix them together again and again
That is poetry

Poetry is life woes
Life happiness

Poetry is life
Here now and after

Poetry is you and I

poem by Carolyn Sears
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Wings Of Joy

I loved you under the spring stars
Laughed with yellow and violet flowers
Sat for hours by the blue sea
We listened to the tides sing
Walked the shore like innocent children
Hearts lifted by mystic feathers
Golden days flew with wings of joy

The world didn’t seem so lost
Love reconciled all the pettiness
Montague and Capulet fought
Romeo wanted no war only love
Juliet felt her heart sail with desire
Dreams nestled in summer wine
Kisses true with passions jewels

Hearts broken seek kindness
Trust must be won with virtue
I know you have been hurt
I know you need time to heal
I know you feel gentle words
Love is a warm fire in the chill of life
Rivers of stars surround the moon

She has come again to listen
Leary but open waiting for a troubadour
She treads carefully with her heart
The night brings quiet angels
Amidst the shadows of moonbeams
I call to your serene soul
I reach for you with my broken heart

I have searched the garden for you
Waiting for the joy of your song
Only love can heal the wounded
Loneliness has been my friend too long
Wings of joy sigh amidst loves poetry
My darling I walk softly into your heart
Tender words start a fire of dreams

Wings of joy whisper on the moonlit sea

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Tears Dried

Upon the grass of the wind I lay
Blue wind and violet dreams
Streams of light in golden clouds
Time has a fathers voice
I long for a mellow garden
Pallor of peace like the sea

Fire is in your world
Fire that will burn the city
What is in your heart?
Torches of soldiers
Will you go with the dead?
Burning emblems on their bellies

Fear is cast out
Beauty has no helmets
Some must love in catacombs
Some share prisons with saints
Hear the wind cry
Slaughter of the lambs

Gates with no lies
Senates steaming rivers
No badges or banners
You are their like stars
Everyone caressing humility
Tears dried with peace and joy

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Silence (Part I)

Sometimes I see you as my child,
Sometimes I see you as my sweetheart,
And when I look into your eyes,
I see that tender and sweet smile,
And I want to say what’s in my heart,
And I want to tell you how I feel,
But my voice remains there, still,
And I just stare at your loving face,
And let the love from my heart,
Flow like a wild river in furious race,
to enfold your sweet and pure soul
with a sea of love and tenderness.

Sometimes there’s so much to say,
but nothing flows from my lips,
And only silence is there to stay,
And only the silence I should keep,
Because what I had to say was already said,
How words could express
never-ending love and tenderness?
How could I just say at one time,
I love you more than my own life?
And there remains the deep silence,
Silence and more silence,
to signal that divine presence,
of my silent love; my heart’s essence.

But this silence is not empty silence,
when divine love fills all my senses,
when nature’s beauty colours your soul,
and fades away all pity and woe.
Because when there is silence,
you can hear the silent language,
the heavenly music of my heart’s song,
God’s eternal music He’s been playing all along,
And in that silence you’ll hear my song,
The endless tune that my love sings,
with the sweetest notes in your luscious dreams,
which eternally flow like endless streams.

(2009)

poem by Roberto Echanes
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Too Early For The Sun

I have never known a love like this,
Before in my life,
Tears can turn into bliss,
With only a kiss, only a kiss.
And I have never held a girl,
Like you so close in my arms,
You appeared in my world,
And offered me hope for one more time.
Ive never been so afraid,
That love is just a dream,
Darling Ill awake and youll be gone,
Never believe that Ill love somebody,
Ill love somebody, someone like you,
Ill love somebody, I could love somebody.
Youre too early for the sun,
Too early for the moon,
Too early for the rain,
Coming down on me,
You make me feel so close to home,
So far away, like nowhere else Ive never been.
Youre too early for the stars,
Too early for the wind,
Too early for my heart,
To open up again,
But when I see you I just laugh,
And I believe, Im right where Im supposed to be.
I have never known a life like this,
Except in my dreams,
One kiss and I was renewed,
Now Im alive, I have survived.
I have never loved a girl,
Like you, except in my dreams,
All my songs are for you,
I finally see my dreams come true.
Ive never been so afraid,
That love is just a dream,
Darling Ill awake and youll be gone,
Never believe that Ill love somebody,
Ill love somebody, someone like you,
Ill love somebody, I could love somebody.
Youre too early for the sun,
Too early for the moon,
Too early for the rain,
Coming down on you,
You make me feel so close to home,
So far away, like nowhere else Ive never been.
Youre just too early for the stars,
Too early for the wind,
Too early for my heart,
To open up again.
But when I see you I just laugh,
And I believe, Im right where Im supposed to be.
Ooh, darling, welcome to the wind,
As we sail our ship of dreams into uncharted waters,
Forget about the stars, and love will lead you higher,
So girl, lets ride the wind.
Surrender to the sun,
Surrender to the moon,
Surrender to the rain,
Surrender to the stars,
Surrender to your heart,
Surrender to the wind.
Take a chance,
Open up, let me love again.
Surrender to the sun,
Surrender to the moon,
Surrender to the rain,
Surrender to the stars,
Surrender to your fears,
Surrender to your tears,
Take a chance,
Open up, let me love again.

song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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The Thief

Came without a mask without a hood
Dressed fair and flew as only white dove could.
Spoke soft and lit by candle flame
Dreams held aloft, sweet lips wild horses tame
Then stole my heart as stars raged from above
Slow death from arrow, the thief Cupid called love.
So tempest left me bleeding in the rain
As footsteps fade, to die alone again
Mugged but only from the soul
The thief called love a masquerading doll
Princess in dreams this frog did kiss
Then dropped my heart into black abyss
At precipice i felt that fatal shove
What pain is this, a thief i once called love.

poem by Kevin East
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The First Poem

The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
The words I love you
written by this beauty's tongue
turned a heart rosy red from a somber blue
and made me burn for my heart was wrung.
The first poem I ever read
is the first poem I ever said.
On her poetic lips love words refined
and shaped a sonnet on her flesh defined
On those lips I read a poet's song
And knew it was there my lips belonged.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I love you, I love you
What does it mean?
These words said, to start anew
something pure and something serene.
The first words I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
Those first words she whispered into my ear
And in my heart, her poem stood near
Those are the most beautiful words one ever said
I love you, I love you, will live till its dead.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I read her lips, I love you, I love you..
now to sleep I go in love's sweet bed.

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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To Hear Your Voice

To hear you voice, brings warmth
the soft tone and the sexy accent
the elegant sound of words together
make the heart pitter patter
your whisper brings goosebumps of love
from a father to hear you talk reminds me
of how your voice cares, like your beauty
to call and hear your voice brings joy of love
picturing you near and by my side
how comfort you voice makes me
to hear you sing is a angel from heaven
the laughter is joy of humor we make
the tears brings crackles to your sound
breaks my heart to it so.
saying I Love You returns your smiles
whisper to me how you feel
I need to hear the voice of love and joy
sweet voice of yours make the world turn

poem by Michael Peterson
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Is It Love

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the a portrait album. a live version also appears on the wildlife concert album.
I know how it feels to be head over heels
To be lost in true love and the light of the moon
When everything seems to be coming up roses
And every word seems to be rhyming with june
Suddenly, all of your dreams have come true
Happiness lives in your heart
Then out of nowhere, one becomes two
And everything seems to be falling apart
Is it love? when your heart, feels like its broken
Is it love? and you just cant take anymore
Is it love? when theres nothing left to be spoken
Is it love? and theres nothing worth listening for
Is it love? ooh ooh
I know what it means to get caught up in dreams
And in prayers that are answered with each passing day
When loving and laughter are birds of a feather
And sharing and caring is one simple way
You know youll never be alone
That someone will always be near
Then you turn around when your best friend is gone
Oh, where do they go? when they just disappear?
Is it love? when your heart, feels like its broken
Is it love? and you just cant take anymore
Is it love? when the good times have all been forgotten
Is it love? and you fear there wont be anymore
Is it love? ooh ooh
Theres no answer, there seems to be nothing to say
In your anger would you even hear anyway
It was magic but somehow youve broken the spell
It was heaven and somehow its turned into hell
Is it love? when you know that your heart has been broken
Is it love? and you just cant take it anymore
Is it love? when you feel more than you could imagine
Is it love? now theres nothing thats worth living for
Is it love? ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Another expression of love....
You could be falling in love...
Oh, to be in love.... I want to be in love....
Cmere darlin letss talk about it......
Come on right over here
Sit down....it could be....love....i want to be in love
Words and music by john denver

song performed by by John Denver
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The Call Of April

April calling, April calling,
April calling me!
I hear the voice of April there
In each old apple tree:
Bee-boom and wild perfume,
And wood-brook melody,
O hark, my heart, and hear, my heart,
The April Ecstasy!

Hark to the hills, the oldtime hills,
That talk with sea and sky!
Or speak in murmurs with God's winds
Who on their bosoms lie:
Bird-call and waterfall
And white clouds blowing by,
O hark, my heart, O hear, my heart,
The April's cosmic cry!

There runs a whisper through the woods,
The word of bough to bough,
A sound of dead things donning green,
Of Beauty waking now:
Fern-bower and wilding flower,
Each like a prayer or vow,
O see, my heart, O look, my heart,
Where Earth crowns white her brow!

And far away, and far away,
Yet nearer than she seems,
Look where she takes the oldtime trail
And walks again with dreams:
Bird note and blue remote
And laughter of wild streams,
O hark, my heart, O hear, my heart,
And follow where she gleams!

Earth has put off her winter garb
Of gray and drab and dun,
And robes herself in raiment green
Of love and laughter spun:
Wood-bloom and wood-perfume
And colors of the sun,
O hark, my heart, O hear, my heart,
Where her wild footsteps run!

O April, mother of my soul,
Take to your heart your child:
And let him lie a little while
Upon its rapture wild:
Lean close and near, and let him hear
The words that once beguiled,
And on his eyes the kiss again
Of longing reconciled.

O kiss, that fills the fields with flowers
And thrills with green each grove,
Dream down into this heart again
And grow to songs thereof:
Wild songs in singing throngs,
That swift shall mount above,
And, like to birds, with lyric words,
Take Earth and Heaven with love.

poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Juilet

See the girl with the changing faces
See the boy with the aching smile
Empty love's burned out traces
See them walking down midnight mile
Juliet look what love has done to you
Juliet love has made a fool of you
Watch them dancing on a frozen ocean
See them skate where the ice is thin
Empty love that's a cold emotion
See the tears falling in the rain
Juliet look what love has done to you
Juliet love has made a fool of you
Juliet look what love has done to you
Juliet love has made a fool of you
See the mist on the magic mountain
Watch the moon in a blood red sky
Empty love that's a dried up fountain
Never change and never ask him why
Juliet look what love has done to you
Juliet love has made a fool of you.

song performed by by Nazareth
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Divine Spice

Beneath the ashes golden rivers
Feathers preened in gentle winds
Beacons like snow capped mountains
Shine on all you humble friends
Gold finches with ebullient joy
Her marvelous smile is a dream
Fields of yellow daffodils
Wreaths made of ancient streams

Muse wiser than great Solemn
Sleep in dreams of acacia and honey
Spirit of the garden gently blows
She awakes the fire of dawn in me
Night blazes with cleansing fire
Zephyrs of first delicate love
Recipients of eternal stars
The mystic moon shines above

Perfume rich from apple blossoms
Barley sires elegant meadows of time
Radiant soul elegant as maple leaves
Autumn shelters beauties sweet delight
Voices gentle with patience sing forever
The cloak of the muse in purple twilight
Candles shine on her face of rapture
Stars of ruby queens prickle the night

Tides glow with embellished blue
Light dances like mysterious elves
Gatherings of the oaks and pines
Owls amidst the eagle’s high realm
Born in rivers laced with romance
The royal sea sparkles in her eyes
Nectarines in orchards of cinnamon
Love is truly the eternal divine spice

By Violet Sublime

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Banquet Of Love

I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.

With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.

Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.

Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.

Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.

Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.

Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.

Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.

I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.

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life worthwhile. Has given meaning, to
each day I live.

A day without your kiss, is as a day
without sunshine. Just the thought
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ONE LAST KISS, FOR ALL THAT YOU ARE.
FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.

WHY DO I LOVE YOU?
BECAUSE...YOU ARE YOU.

YOU ARE MY WORLD. MY LOVE.

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poem by Joe Fazio
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