Magenta Rose and tulips fine
Blossoms bright in the suns morning shine
Now homeward bound over sand and sea
To the dewy petals forever haunting me
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Magenta Rose and two lips fine
If your bed awaits please give me a sign
Darkness blankets all other blank faces
Till numbing gales scatter their traces
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Magenta Rose with two lips fine
I’ve longed to make those two lips mine
Magenta Rose may I help your garden thrive
Where two lips pressed will make our blooms alive
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The shortest nights come in June
When lovers’ hearts beat in tune
Dancing slow beneath the moon
Stars follow, revolve and swoon
Till’ rising sun, highest at noon
Motions to twilight coming soon
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A page from my book of dreams;
a tale of love, or so it seems.
I wake each day the dream doesn’t end.
Will she ever love me or shall I just pretend?
Technicolor visions and her scent in the air
Awaken from this dream I could never dare.
Her touch always welcome on my trembling skin.
When she says she loves me, my life will then begin.
Encounters of the flesh, too few to ever last.
Music of her voice now echoes of the past.
Sunlit voids surround were daylight once was bright.
Now only darkness brightens our rendezvouses of night.
The End
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Can we love something never seen
Can we see a place we’ve never been
Can we hear a voice never spoken
Can we feel a heart never broken
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Do we breathe just to survive
Do we work for what we strive
Do we climb to take the dive
Do we love to be alive
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Can we answer when unaware
Do we question what we share
Can we do all we plan
Do we do all we can
???
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A love imagined
Afloat in infinite space
Constellation Us
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A rose is just a rose
When methodically it’s chose
Yet a rose is so much more
When a surprise left at your door
*
A kiss is just a kiss
When given hit or miss
Though a kiss is so much more
When from who you adore
*
A life is just a life
When hiding from others strife
But life is so much more
When one finds what life is for
*
And death is just death
When we take a final breath
Or a life forever more
When we’ve left an open door
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I
Love
Only you
Vehemently, verbosely, veraciously
Every day is new
You and I
One forever
Us
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Happy Mothers day
Cradles all her precious kin
Judges not, where life begins
Cherished breast nurture space
Moving forward her many race
.
One side day the other night
One side dark the other light
Sheds cool and rain, heat and snow
Her orbits share all else to know
.
Oceans deep, skies bright
Growing all, her suns might
She frees to wander, endless whys
Her moons revolve before her eyes
.
Dancing tides flowing minds
Infinite movement never binds
In this universe family all are we
This milky galaxy our mother be
*
The End
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Haikus need to be
A pair, a triplet or more
Or they’re just haiku
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I tried to pen a beautiful rhyme
But I cried most every time
I’ve tried to write a love song
But the notes all came out wrong
.
I tried to bake a birthday cake
All I got was a burnt mistake
I’ve tried to pick you wild flowers
Till’ the bees rained down like spring showers
.
I try to say I love you,
each and everyday
I’ll try again tomorrow,
when the pain’s gone away
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Thank you friend for sharing with me
Your warmth and laughter and all there’s to see
.
You’ve come into my heart, made me look inside
You’ve made me realize what I’ve always been denied
A new emotion now exposed, feelings I can’t hide
.
It’s a feeling that is new, a feeling that is true
This feeling is love and I’m sure it’s for you
This love for you so hard to contain
Though resist I must to cause you no pain
.
I know of your love once had, now gone
I know of your tears and how each day you mourn
This pain you carry and cannot ignore
Time and friends, the only cure
.
Please let me help and be a friend
Together we’ll make all this hurt end
We can speak of the future or yesterday
We can chat under moonlight or whisper by the bay
.
Thank you friend for sharing with me
Your warmth, laughter and all life can be
For all you’ve done, I’m indebted to you
How to repay, I have no clue
.
I owe you my life, I owe you my love
I owe you the stars and moon above
I owe you more than I can give, regardless of expense
Thank you friend for these feelings so intense
.
I owe you most the time and space that you need
For you I must comply, despite my wants and greed
Together we’ll let time and fate take its natural course
We’ll share another day free of remorse
.
We can talk of the future or yesterday
We can chat under moonlight or whisper by the bay
We can run through the rain or stroll in the park
We can sit on a beach or share secrets in the dark
.
While lovers may come, lovers may go
We’ll be good friends always, this I know
Yes, to you I give my thanks, my friend
And my love for you that will never end
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My silent alarm, works every day.
Dreams of coffee wafting my way.
I get up quick to make water hot.
Then longingly watch the drips in the pot.
.
When half way full the process proceeds.
The quest begins for the rest of my needs,
A big cup, of course, some sugar and cream.
And something to stir a new coffee dream.
.
My brew perks away then perks me up.
There’s nothing better than a second cup.
To sip and to savor and share the sunrise.
The beauty’s doubled with wide open eyes.
.
I think it’s the drink I drink the most,
Columbian, Sumatra or a dark French Roast.
Whole-bean or ground, instant or drip,
They all taste great from the very first sip.
.
Winter hands on a hot mug are nice.
In the summer it’s refreshing with ice,
Or a flavorful syrup or tasty ice cream.
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If two negatives
Times each is positive then-
Hate times hate is love
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His dragon nurtured, best he could
His spoken word not understood
Yet the Prince’s dragon could always tell
When the Prince wasn’t feeling well
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They cared for each other, had no fear
Though most aren’t Princes, dragons rare
We all need something that makes life clear
Words unimportant when souls we share
~*~
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Congratulations one and all
No task too big or job too small
Made a movie, made a play
Now’s time for graduation day
*
Three years past, mastered the rage
All the world’s now your stage
Share your craft, design, create
Dues were paid – go be great!
~*~
To Hannah & the NYU class of 2015
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Time for time-out, it’ll end soon.
Dug in the yard with mom’s good spoon.
She’s had it since her wedding day.
Used just for holidays, not play.
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I said that it was shaped just right,
to dig a trench where armies can fight.
Needs to be deep but not too wide.
Had to dig fast so they can hide.
`
Buried far down just like a tomb.
Guarding treasure found in your room.
Found in a box high on a chest.
It’s the booty pirates like best.
`
I must protect those shiny things:
chains, charms, bracelets, baubles and rings.
Hid them good, remembered the map.
But then forgot after my nap.
`
To help me dig I found a pet.
The best digger there is I’ll bet.
Finished our yard then went next door.
Found nothing, ran off to dig more.
`
Chased our cat high up in the tree.
Grandma called the police for me.
Her nurse had to help make the call.
The police came, that’s not all.
`
While chasing his dog that I found,
the man fell from holes in the ground.
He said he’ll sue, just wait and see.
I said it was his dog, not me.
`
His face was red, limping away.
But grandma’s heart will be okay.
And I have some more good news.
While digging today, I wore no shoes.
`
They’re nice and clean and tucked away.
I’ll try no pants some other day.
Though mess was made with my bare feet,
I cleaned it up with hose and sheet.
`
Pushed all the water out the door.
Then to your room, I cleaned some more.
Too bad the hose didn’t quite reach.
I luckily then found the bleach.
`
You’ll smile when you turn on the light.
I know you like things clean and white,
with spots of color here and there.
You’ll surely hug your little dear.
`
I’m glad you’re home early today.
Don’t believe what the neighbors say.
The rescue came, Dad’s all right.
Not much pain, he’ll wake by tonight.
`
Go to the doctor, I’ll just wait.
I’ll be good and won’t stay up late.
I missed lunch; I’ll make us a snack.
Fix the chair dad broke with his back.
`
He climbed too high to find his keys,
lost his balance from wobbly knees.
I found some socks to wrap dad’s head.
Then found soldiers under my bed.
`
Recalled the mission to be done.
Ran downstairs to start the fun.
Found no spoons not already bent.
But then found yours and out I went.
`
And that’s where my story began.
Now come sit close mom, hold my hand.
I know that time-outs hurt you too.
But when it’s done I’ll still love you.
The End
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Once upon a time,
I thought I heard you say.
That for all our time,
you’ll love me everyday.
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It was a special time,
seems now like yesterday
Sharing endless time,
but now my world’s gone gray.
~
I fell behind killing time,
today alone I lay.
You said I was wasting time,
begging you to stay.
~
My face slapped by hands of time,
and your heart now gone astray.
Why must “Once upon a time”
always end this way?
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I don’t like bugs and I don’t like snakes.
I despise non-chocolate birthday cakes.
I don’t like deserts nor frozen lakes.
I enjoy the fall, hate the rakes.
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I prefer the old to the new.
I don’t like laces in my shoe.
I don’t like doing what I don’t love to.
But surely I do love loving you.
~*~
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Whilst all the young may have youth,
not all the youthful young.
Youth’s not measured by our age,
or the passions we engage.
~
It’s not about time at all,
or being big or being small.
It’s not a question of maturity,
rock star travel or annuity.
~
It’s the way we feel and perceive,
of life’s fascinations to conceive,
hopes, dreams and wishes to believe,
it’s how we love and how we grieve.
~
A youthful heart’s quick to mend,
quick to receive, give and lend.
Wonders abound in youthful eyes,
birds soar higher in bluer skies.
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Yet youth is stolen by the fiendish lie,
That getting older is preparing to die.
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Squeeze a squeeze its good for you
Squeeze no more, when you’re through
Or squeeze and squeeze and squeeze some more
Till no more squeezes squeeze through your door
*
Then squish outside, that’s the cure
More squeezes there, that’s for sure
To not a squeeze squoze is to be too few
But who squeezes who is up to you
*
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The Hai to my ku
You are the light to my blue
All my love to you
~
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