Spring's Whisper
Whispers reach with silkened sigh.
Upon spun wings of time they fly ~
through forests tall and stately bound,
across the brown and barren ground.
Hushed within dark wintry night.
Chilled by nature's frosty sight.
Whispers whisper to the sea ~
Upon new winds a change there'll be.
Above the mountains whispers soar,
a whisper now at heaven's door.
Change follows in expectant glee.
Upon new winds a change there'll be.
Through meadows far ~ they whisper long,
breathing breaths of springtime song.
Alas, sweet wisps of warming see.
Upon new winds a change there'll be.
Awakened by the silkened sigh
of whispers softly flying by ~
earth absorbs the sighs like rain
as springtime whispers once again.
Whispers reach with silkened sigh.
Upon spun wings of time they fly,
to spread their whispers ~ o'er land and sea
Upon new winds a change there'll be.
poem by Hazelmarie Elliott
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Winds Of Change
i throw my sigh
and then it came back as
part of the
the winds of change
with some brown leaves
and wings of birds
and butterflies
the winds of change
has come
with the rays of the sun
with the songs of the day
with the hair of my woman
the winds of change
has come
with the yellow sunflower
with the humming bees
and soft rains
and rainbow
the winds of change has
finally come
take me to the magic
of this moment
my winds of change
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whispers Of The North
Whispers of the north
Soon I will go forth
To that wild and barren land
Where nature takes its course
Whispers of the wind
Soon I will be there again
Bound with a wild and restless drive
That pulls me from within
And we can ride away
We can glide all day
And we can fly away
Whispers of the north
Soon I will return again
To those endless afternoons
In sunshine and in rain
Whispers of my love
Days and weeks on end
I will share my thoughts of her
In prayers that I will send
And we can ride away
We can glide all day
And we can fly away
Whispers of the north
The river and the shore
In the land that tested eskimos
Ten thousand years before
Whispers of my heart
In the tracks of animals
I will leave my footprints there
To lie beneath the snow
And we can ride away
We can glide all day
And we can fly away
Whispers of the wind
I will feel it sting
I will see it rise and fall
I will hear it sing
The sound is like a song to me
It takes away the pain
The river is the melody
And sky is the refrain
And we can ride away
We can glide all day
And we can fly away
And we can ride away
We can glide all day
And we can fly away
Whispers of the north
Soon I will go forth
Whispers of the north
Soon I will go forth
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Chocolate Whispers...
Softly I melt into your brown eyes and you
into mines.
Chocolate whispers in my dreams...
Gently I lay you down on my satin sheets
and we make love until we both fall asleep.
Chocolate whispers in my dreams...
Deeply entwine in the passion of your kiss.
Chocolate whispers in my dreams...
Softly you call out my name in the night.
Chocolate whispers in my dreams...
As we walk hand in hand on the beach and
watch the sun set in the sky.
Chocolate whispers in my dreams...
I sink ever so deep into the abyss of your
ever sweet and tender chocolate kisses that I
need... It fills my day with the sweet whispers of
chocolate kisses in my dreams.
Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor
Copyright ©2008 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor
poem by Jay AndersonTaylor
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Quiet Thunder
The whisper comes
so close
feather light
on my face,
warm
to my cheek,
a low
Quiet Thunder.
Whispers
are where intimacy lives
where moments freeze
where time is mesmerizing;
all faculties
peak;
alert
anticipating another
whisper-leaf tone
falling
to my ear
still half asleep.
But the content is clear;
someone is whispering
'I love you'
Only the intimacy
which comes on
whisper wings
floats true.
I imagine
God's first call
was
a whispering one.
That Love's first utterings
were not loud
but soft
rustlings
from a softly lilting heart.
Sadly too.
my moms last words
were whispers;
her breath
wispy
tailing off
whisper lost.
Most of my real moments-
small child hurt
or comforted-
come in whispered tones
or moments said
'You'll be alright.'
All in all
its clear
whispers come
when the soul speaks
which is why I listen
to the Quiet Thunder
they represent.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Winter Whispering...
Winter Whispers …
In The Cold and Dark
As A Frosty Mist,
Her Breath Departs
Her Low Timbre
Sends Shivery Chills
Winter Whispers …
Trembles and Thrills
Winter Whispers …
Thru The Cold and Dark
Secret Confessions
Glitter and Spark
… A Rendezvous
A Liaison
On A Moonlit Blanket
… Love-Spun
… Wispy Words
Like Tendrils of Smoke
Freezer Burns and Brands
… Moans Spoke
A Trenchant Touch
But Innocent Tone
An Elemental Power
Of Her Own
Tho’ Stormy Night
There’s No Blustery Call
Just A Calm Hush
Soft As Snow Fall
Each Time She Meets
There’s Thaw In Speech
As Winter Whispers
What She Seeks …
… A Solid, Block-Season
Of Icy Swells
And Climatic Echoes
Of Avalanche Tales
Her Final Wish
Is To Leave Her Mark
Her Fading Sound
Sibilant and Stark
As Winter Whispers …
… Cold and Dark …
Slowly Melting
Any Bitter Heart
Written & ©: 3/19/10
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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A Whisper
Within every heartbeat,
a whisper can be heard
for someone crying out for love
that isn’t always heard.
As we travel down life’s road,
we should listen for the whispers
that surround us on our way.
A cry from an infant,
the torment of someone lost
along their way.
There are so many whispers
and we should all
identify ourselves with one.
For within every heartbeat
a whisper can be heard.
6 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Winds Of Freedom
Blowing through soft winds I breathe
Desire for freedom in the air,
Passionate whispers of the needs
For acceptance, for hope and care.
How to this dream can we succumb,
Within a world too full of hate,
Where greed and power overcome
And fears and prejudice berate?
But tight to my faith I do hold.
Whispers will grow to voices bold.
The winds will grow to one strong gale.
Freedom and peace can now prevail.
poem by Karen Nivens
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Whispers of sileNce
Whispers of silence-
Whispers, Rising like a wave-
In unison, In defiance.
Whispers, Rising to a single scream- Sanity’s grave…
Endless screaming whispers, In the silence- Waves,
Pounding the mind.
A tainted conscience-
In remorseful bind.
Longing for inner silence…
Black today, And black tomorrows-
Prisoners bound, Within dark sorrows…
Repenting our malice- Seeking redemptive solace.
A cold wind blows- Our soul shudders.
Within our shadows of regret- None shall covet us.
For silence, Our mind solemnly utters…
Spirits full of woe.
A tainted conscience.
Cries, Pleading, That this pain, None else know.
Longing for inner silence-
Inner peace-
That these screaming whispers, In the silence cease…
poem by InNer WhisPers
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Breeze Into Winter Song
Breeze in a winter night
Breeze whispers invites
With flurries banter in winter
Drip drops to surface so pure
Snow flakes as sprinkled
From the heavens lure
Glides smoothly from the air
With breeze whispers heard
Whisper and whisper so sharp
To Douglas fir humming like harp
Like music in harmony
As if singing to poets prey
True poets with such creativity
Wind whispers put into words
Note for note lyrics composed
Into winter song accord
A winter song in starry night
Heard so loud and bright
Harmony up in the air
Heard by nature in slumber
Oh, winter song in starry night
In blue moon delight
Like cantata in harmony
As if orchestra in symphony
To the lovers dream
As moonface smile beams
poem by Ency Bearis
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Night Secrets
Night Secrets…
No more my aching heart
As you sleep silent in my breast
Awakening in the night
I await your sweet caress
My aching, barren arms in vain
So many times I've wept
At night upon my pillow
While in my bed I slept
Night secrets in the darkness
Like dark, murky shadows
That linger in the night
The rain softly whispers
Through the wind and trees
Carrying my secrets
To the moon shining bright
Secrets kept deep within my heart
They whisper in the night
No one else may listen
There's no one else in sight
They echo through the evening
Those things I cannot share
My secrets whispering in the darkness
Like a breeze fluttering through air
Until then…
I'll wait my love
For your soft, caressing touch
With the stars softly glowing
Through the window in my room
I lie quietly in my bed
With the shadows of the night
Whispers flow in the breeze
Sending them gently to the moon
Until then…
I'll wait til you come again
When I can softly whisper in your ear
Those secrets that I carry
Sharing secrets...
With the one I love so dear
Until then I'll wait...
For my heart belongs to only you
poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY
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Whispers
We have to speak in whispers
for fear someone might hear
our words that we want private.
It is a dreadful thing to have to do
if our secrets we want to keep
of how we desperately feel,
so we talk in whispers
that no one else can hear
in case our every word is drawn
to make comment on.
Therefore, when we talk to one another
it has to be in whispers
so no one can over hear,
our movements are scrutinized
and our conversations listened to.
Soon it will be over
and our lives can once again
begin to resume.
Until then we talk in whispers
so no one else can hear.
21 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Whispers In Bed
Ive been livin on the whispers in bed
And if you had a picture
Of what ive got in my head
Whispers in bed
Your voice is like an angel
And this boy wants to be left
Just an ordinary guy, uh-huh
And youre the vision that this boy wants to carry
Youre perfect, youre the one ill marry
You and i, we just keep getting closer
Soon it will be alright (its gonna be alright)
Ive been livin on your whispers in bed
So full of emotion
Over all the things you said
Whispers in bed
I wish that I could see you
But ill hold this phone instead
Im a victim of your eyes, uh-huh
And endless pleasures we will have cause its magic
And everything I have, girl, we will share
Oh...oh...oh...i can hardly disguise it
Girl, why should I deny it (we have so much to share)
Girl, every night when im home
And im sittin around on my bed
And I pick up the phone and I dial your number
I always have these images of you
Running around inside my head
And I just wanna let you know
That i, ralph t., will always love you
Ive been livin on the whispers in bed
And if you had a picture
Of what ive got in my head
Whispers in bed
Your voice is like an angel
And this boy wants to be left
Whispers in bed
So full of emotion
Over all the things you said
Whispers in bed
And if you had a picture
Of what ive got in my head
song performed by by New Edition
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Whisper
i heard
the whisper of the thunder
and in silenced my dreams
shouted a deafening murmur
of a love gone wild
at the river of no return.
there was the brook
where the moss cling
and watch the beating of the heart
float to the hideaway of forgotten melodies
of a love gone astray
in the wilderness of lost emotions
i heard the silent protests
of souls gone weird
frozen on the valley of death
where the bloodshed eyes let bitter tears
be the nourishment of the dry sand
blown by the winds of constant change
i was left unmoved
my feet got numbed so i just looked
for stars in an starless nights
where the clouds hide the aspirations of a heart
forgotten how to be cared and loved
there was again
the whisper of the thunder
that deafened my heart
and the souls cried
for a love lost in the maze of the stars
in solitude i heard the whisper
of the thunder that shattered the dreams
within my heart
i was laid in a coffin
where distant whispers of lives gone
cried and murmur
once there was this love
borne out of mute whispers
lost in the roar
of deafening silence.
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Change! Change! Change!
change! change! change!
everybody talkin' about change.
change your look,
change your luck,
change your politics,
change your religion...
change the country,
change the world....
change the day!
change your underwear!
loose change, pocket change,
winds of change, march for change....
but all real change begins within...
let's work on that,
and then everything else
will change in turn!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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24 Hour Cycle
The soft whispers of twilight
Hum a melody that will
Haunt the night time skies until
Daybreak sings to me once more
A new song full of promise
A ballad of the future
And unending adventure
Cradled in the safety of
The warming rays of the sun
Carrying me through evening
When the whispers start again
poem by Alice Vedral Rivera (2007)
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The Wind Whispers
The wind whispers to me,
It tells me things,
Things about you that I didn’t know before,
It reminded me of all the good times we had together,
It makes me sad to think that you’re not here any more.
The wind whispers to me,
It reminded me of the day we met,
Out in the rain, soaking wet,
You offered me your umbrella,
And I fell in love with you that night.
We had lots of fun days after that,
Until you went and said goodbye,
I never saw your face again,
And I never will,
Until I die.
The wind whispers to me,
It sounds just like you did,
Happy, all the time,
Until that day three months ago,
When you died.
The wind whispers to me,
And tells me that all is well,
It tells me that your happy,
And I can sleep at night,
Knowing that you didn’t end up in hell.
The wind whispered to me again last night,
And told me to be happy,
It said, even though your gone,
I should continue with my life,
But I will love you until the end of time.
poem by Rachel Brewer
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NatUre - - - speaks! ! !
(Monday, July 21,2008* A poem I created as a tribute to nature and to arts I am with.)
Have you seen a bamboo?
The tallest grass ever exist,
Dancing and bending and swaying...
Whistling upon nature's grace?
Have you seen a woman,
Standing beneath heavy rains and winds;
And thunders and lightnings that flashes,
Enduring and firmly believing,
That she can surpass everything?
Have you seen a canvass,
With nature's subject on it;
I can figure it very well;
Like having a withering bamboo and teary woman on it?
Nature..nature..hear InNer WhisPers' cry...
May you strongly fight as I fight;
May you survive long from harmful hands;
That never cease to harm your sight! !
poem by InNer WhisPers
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Whispers In The Silence
Whispers in the silence-
Whispers, Rising like a wave-
In unison, In defiance.
Whispers, Rising to a single scream- Sanity’s grave…
Endless screaming whispers, In the silence- Waves, Pounding the mind.
A tainted conscience-
In remorseful bind.
Longing for inner silence…
Black today, And black tomorrows-
Prisoners bound, Within dark sorrows…
Repenting our malice- Seeking redemptive solace.
A cold wind blows- Our soul shudders- Our souls bleed.
Within our shadows of regret- None shall covet us.
For silence, Our minds solemnly plead…
Spirits full of woe.
A tainted conscience.
Cries, Pleading, That this pain, None else know.
Longing for inner silence-
Inner peace-
That these screaming whispers, In the silence cease…
poem by Philip Alarie
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Whispers From Other Sky
Cries the night in silence
Covers up the starshine
By the tears of darkness
Cries the night!
Cries the night unaware
Words of pain
Whispers of harassing
Cries the night!
Fade away the rashness
Fall down the mercy plea
With the last shadow
On the earth!
Dying eyes...beholding!
Dying ears...hearing!
Feeling from the other
Other sky!
Whispers from the other sky!!!
Whispers from the other sky!!!
Other sky unknowing
Oh!
Beyond the end
Kingdom of the other
Viskningar!
song performed by by Undercroft
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She Whispers Softly
She whispers softly in my ear
My soul is a fire of dawn
Who could bring me this lovely creature?
Who could think of such a gift?
We sit with our morning coffee
Her sweet smile brings me shivers
Her eyes look so deep into mine
She whispers in my ear
I want the kitchen floor scrubbed
By the time I get back
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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