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Dreaming Us Into Heaven
Dreaming us into Heaven Meet me down the river in the midst of the wildflowers so we can float on the Lilly pads down the Nile of love.
Perfect Strangers
Perfect strangers That of all we are. Look and stare; you know me and that of me. You know my eyes, how they dance of darkness and light your world.
Cara AruilioPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBridge
nothing makes sense the wind carries the moon in a golden white dance the rocking voices echo your name regret burdens my heart, crucifies it in wonder
Andrea LopezPublished 7 years ago in PoetsGrateful
It's Amazing how 20 minutes can change up your way of living,you play up a million visions of things that you never witness.
Anthony JacksonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhat's On Your Mind?
What's on your mind? I log in and see what's on your mind?, Michelle. I think about this as I scroll. Does anyone really care?
Open
A kindred spirit of hope and laughter Raises limits that much farther You see, you hear, but cannot touch The reddest blush as rose as blood itself
Bad Teachers Don't Ruin Poetry, Bad Readers Do
I have often heard people say that they might have liked poetry but studying it in school put them off it; that a terrible English teacher made them read sonnets and was so dreadfully dull that they permanently associated the two in some sort of Pavlovian conditioning. Nonsense. One does not look at a painting and deny it's beauty because they had a poor art teacher. People still appreciate music even if their musical education was pathetic. No, it is indeed the inadequacy of the reader and not the failure of a teacher.
Jake StreetPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCanvas Dreams
Lay still and listen closely my dear The stars will whisper their secretly softly in your ear Casting a fiery wave of flames that spread across the sky
Nicole (Nikki) M.Published 7 years ago in PoetsUnruly Soul
My soul feels like it has been ripped out of my body, My mind has slipped away. My heart is numb and has locked away into a dark dungeon.
Donna TymecPublished 7 years ago in PoetsOne Date
One year comes and goes. One simple year those made me forget you. One year, one date, that is edged in my mind That will forever haunt me.
Cara AruilioPublished 7 years ago in PoetsProcess of Thought Pt. 1
Take a close look, see the scars on my heart. Nothing's left of the man that came back to tear you apart. I ran in circles chasing a confused memory,
Crossroads
At the Crossroads of heaven and hell The sulfuric ashes awaken my smell Torn between roads of destiny untold Scars openly show the wars of my soul
Rosa CarolPublished 7 years ago in Poets