Today my niece got married
Today my niece got married. But I could not be there. I am very up set that I could not be there. It makes me real sad that I could be there. I will never forget that I was not there to celebrate her special day. Written and Posted 10/22/11 Th poem is deciated to Monica and Daniel
poem by Susan Garelick
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A Sister Poem
A sister is someone leads and helps you when you have a problem. A sister makes you laugh. A sisiter makes you cry. A sister is someone you fight with. When things go wrong between us.A sister makes you remember who you are.A sister makes you cry when she is sad.A sister is real. A sister is who you want her to be. I then save place in my everyday in my heart. written 8/28/08 Posted 12/10/08 Deciated to my sister Helena
poem by Susie Sunshine
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Happy birthday friend
Today a close friend will celebrate his best day
Today is not like any other day
Today is the twenty-third of may
Today he will we have plenty to play
Today is special for you and I
Today lions roar while horses neigh
People will respect as if you're their bey
Today a sculpture will be built for you from clay
This day you'll recognize that you are no longer the prey
You're the predator and everyone should pay
As for me i know you'll have mercy on your special day
Today the truth of people will be apparent never forget the lie
Today you'll be the king and every one else servants to his majesty
Some holds jugs others plates while most of them the special tray
Today what can i tell you it's a very special day
Today is simply a day never to forget
Today is your birthday
Happy birthday
A sister is someone who will help you #2
A sister is someone you can depend on when ever you need her. A sister is somone to share your deepest secrets that only she could know. She is almost there for you when your mother is gone. written and Posted 12/24/09 This poem is deciated to my sister Helena
poem by Susie Sunshine
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A Sister Makes Life easier
A sister is the one who makes easier to live. We share our likes and dislikes. She makes us feel better when we are sad.She comes to know our problems though our eyes. My sister you are the most loved to me. As you care and always there for me. written 6/27/08 Posted 6/27/08 Deciated to my sister Helena Klayton Hopenwasser
poem by Susie Sunshine
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You are my other half
You are my other half. You are guifing light. Youare that light that shines from above.You are more then a sister. You are my best friend. I lovr you my sister more then you will ever know. Without my other half I cannort be whole. Written 1/28/09 Posted 3/19/00 This poem is deciated to my sister Helena Klayton Hopenwasser
poem by Susie Sunshine
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This Is My Poem
This is my poem of ______. (date)
This is my poem, written by myself.
This is my first poem never written.
This is my last poem now to be written.
This is the poem I would have written
if I had lived yesterday what I lived today.
This is my poem changing white light
into gold-leaf
and blue into violet.
This is my poem like a heaven twisting
and turning inside of me
all night long.
This is my poem of opening a window
to show what was always inside.
This is my poem encompassing everything
hope can bestow or chance agree with.
This is my poem of open-ended freedom.
This is my poem breathing life into motion.
This is my poem written as I wrote it
a living being.
And this is my poem ending;
but only for today..
poem by Patti Masterman
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The Poem That Perhaps Never Should Have Been Written
THE POEM THAT PERHAPS NEVER SHOULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN
Not the poem of yesterday
Nor the poem of tomorrow
But the poem of today-
What gives life meaning now.
Not the poem as it is read
But the poem as it is written.
Not the certain poem
But the poem that does not know
If it truly is a poem.
The poem that gives hope only when it is written-
The lesser poem-
The poem that perhaps never should have been written.
The poem I am writing now,
Perhaps for myself alone
The lesser poem
The poem that perhaps should never have been at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Nothing..
This poem is not about love..
This poem is not about pain..
This poem is not about the things i have learned...
This poem is not for the broken hearted..
This poem is not for the ones seeking help..
This poem is not for the depressed...
This poem is for no one,
Because no one can contain nothing...
This poem is not filled with wisdom..
This poem was not written with love...
This poem was not written for a lover nor a brother...
This poem was nothing special...
Not quite remarkable....
But it is nothing because that what it was...
Nothing and it will never be anything...
poem by Jenna Marie
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Monica
Look at monica walking in her sleep
Look at monica running through the fields
In her dream, so serene
Monica, monica
Hush, dont you say a word
Did you see the smile she made today?
Look at monica
Look at monica
Mornings coming ever so fast
Shadows realitys cast
More like a dream that just wont last
Look at monica walking in her sleep
Look at monica running through the fields
In her dream, so serene
Monica, monica
Please keep quiet, let her sleep
Cant you see the smile she made today?
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This Poem Should Have Been Written Long Ago By Someone Else
This poem should have been written long ago by someone else
They should have said what needs to be said
Clearly and yet beautifully
They should have known what to do with their words and their intimations -
But instead I old I tired old I I with the I I I always I’ing
Have to write it again-
This poem should have been written by someone else
The way I was when I was young
But even then probably it should have been written by someone else
Younger happier stronger wiser more courageous able to give and inspire others to love life more and make it more good and more beautiful
A real poet a great poet should have written this poem
And then it would be one
Even I would try not to forget.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poem I Did Not Write Today
THE POEM I DID NOT WRITE TODAY
The poem I did not write today
Will never be written.
No one knows what it is
Or where it is
'How it can be? ' is another question
No one can answer.
The poem I did not write today
Never went away
It is always here with me and with you
It is the same simple poem
Written over and over again
In our everyday minds.
It is the poem of love of life
The poem of happiness
The poem of belief in God
And in the goodness in the world to come
It is the poem which believes too that poetry will help save the world.
It is the good poem
The happy poem
The poem I did not write today
Is the poem my life is writing now and always
And with you it says
‘What a miracle it is that we are here
reading and writing
and loving life as we do’.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Poem Which Makes No Reference To Poetry
A POEM WHICH MAKES NO REFERENCE TO POETRY
A poem which makes no reference to poetry
And does not wonder who and what the poet is-
A poem that makes meanings of life outside the world of its own self- reflection-
A poem that is what life is
In some far and different way-
That poem
Waiting elsewhere
Written by someone else
So great in its beauty
And so powerful in its light
That poem written by someone else
About something I know nothing about
In a way I never dreamed or imagined
That poem is not written by me
And never will be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poem I Am Writing Now
The poem I am writing now
does not know if it will be finished
it does not even know if it will be a poem -
it is slowly appearing line by line
and making its own meaning on the page-
Is it worth anything?
will anyone care?
I don't know -
The poem I am writing now
is just these lines
and these lines like all lines
are only small words
in a vast universe
that has long lived
and will probably longer live
without them.
Why then write these words now?
The poem I am writing now is saying,
'I am here now'.
But why should this mean anything to anyone else?
The poem I have written here
is not the poem I would have posted here
It is only the poem I am finishing now
a poem without great love or belief in itself.
The poem I am writing now
is written.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I will never see my father again until the day he dies
It hurts to know I will nver see my father until the day he dies. It makes me sad and all I want to do is cry. I feel there is something missing.But I don't know what it is. This poem is for my father. This poem is for my father Seymour written and Posted 1/24/10
poem by Susie Sunshine
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My mom didn't have mother or father
My mother didn't have a mom. My mom was all alone. But she choose me so she could be my mom. You didn; t have a father. Until you met your huband. But you gave me the love you had to give. Because you dind't have anyone to love you. Because meeting my father gave her the love she never had. And my father didn't have anyone to love either. Until the day he met my mom. written and Posted 2/7/09 In the memory of mu mother Esther Ferber Klayton And this poem is deciated to my father Seymour Klayton
poem by Susie Sunshine
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You deserve to receive something special in your life
You are really a very special sister. You should know that you are a wonderful person who does for others and never for herself. Life and love can be difficult to deal with when you are different. You think of everyone else before you think of you. I deciate this poem to my sister Helena written and Posted 12/23/09
poem by Susie Sunshine
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Behind
Behind every poem that I write,
there is always a message there,
for either my wife or my dear friends.
They are always written,
from where a poem
should be written from - the heart.
They always say something kind,
never accusations thrown about.
Never any swear words,
who needs them, where beauty is concerned.
The poems are always special,
every single one.
They not be always go,
but they are special.
They mean something for me,
and to the recipient they are meant for.
poem by David Harris
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Will I Have A Poem Tonight?
WILL I HAVE A POEM TONIGHT?
Will I have a poem tonight?
Or will tiredness take me to bed
Without an answer?
Will I be able to find within myself
Some sounds of meaning
Some hint of beauty?
Something deeper than the darkness outside
As real as the longing within?
The poem which is written about the poem which is not
Is the poem which is written about the poem which is
And the poem which is
Is tonight the poem of the night
And the poem of the night tonight
Is the poem this poem is.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Today Is The Day We Celebrate
Today is the day we celebrate
The birth of our Lord
When we forgive our enemies
And we lay down our swords
Today is the day we celebrate
For our King was born on this day
Back so many years ago
He was boen in a manger of hay
Today is the day we celebrate
Though He died for our sins
And as long as we believe
He'll be coming for us again
Today is the day we celebrate
And share in the wealth of love
For it is our endless treasure
Placed in our hearts from above
Today is the day we celebrate
May this day never end
For Christmas is the day we should
Spread love among family and friends
poem by Norman Hale
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Stolen Moments
Because you were stillborn my little niece
The moment of me holding you in my arms for the first time has been stolen.
I’ll never have that moment of hearing you say my name that moment has also been stolen.
I’ll never feel your sweet kisses on my cheek or your hugs around my neck more stolen moments.
A lot of the special moments we would have shared have been stolen.
But I want you to know the moment of me loving you my little sweet angel was not.
The moment I knew of you; you stole my heart.
I’ll love you in this moment and every moment for the rest of my life.
This poem is dedicate in memory to my little niece who I passed away today 3/1/08. She was stillborn