I won’t even try to deny
Truths are seen in your eyes
A blink, wink or a glance to sky
Staring down when feeling shy
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The squint when angry, wide open when not
That alluring flutter from the heart
The shedding of tear for fallen friend dear
Or the bright sunny glow when friends are near
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I love all their faucets and all I’ve eyed
I love them closed, safe by my side
With mornings gaze lies cannot hide
When loving eyes cannot be denied
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With these strings, I thee bled,
fingers raw and eyes red.
Sounds of the day fill my head.
Emotion speaks with words unsaid.
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With six strings I am fed.
Good vibration is my med.
Tension’s tuned and compression shed.
Harmony pledged. To honor bred.
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With my strings I have wed.
Our ties bound by common thread.
Sweet melodies or what’s instead?
I’ll have and hold till I’m dead.
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His name was Gurmumble,
or so it was said.
Gurmumble’s the sound,
comes out of his head.
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Ask him a question,
anything you choose.
Gurmumble, he’d answer,
looking down at his shoes.
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Gurmumble was teased,
folks called him a freak.
But he’s actually, quite normal,
he just couldn’t speak.
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High School was soon starting,
Gurmumble was rightly scared.
The building was enormous,
much bigger than he feared.
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His first week was horrible,
he’s a target to be teased.
Gurmumble was unfazed,
the bullies left displeased.
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Come fall his novelty waned,
Gurmumble was now free.
Excelling at his studies,
he had a learning spree.
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By Spring Gurmumble’s smitten,
but he couldn’t say a word.
So, he wrote his crush a poem,
the prettiest she’d ever heard.
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He wrote her a poem each day,
awaiting her response.
And when she finally smiled,
it was Gurmumble’s Renaissance.
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All the girls were swooning;
the boys were just confused.
Gurmumble’s now a star,
no longer feeling abused.
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His poems now sung as songs,
Gurmumble plays guitar.
His loving girlfriend sings,
I’m sure they’re going far.
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Waking to your eyes, your lips I can’t ignore.
We hold each other tightly, our love we can be sure.
Inspired with excitement of making love with you,
our passionate embraces are all I wish to do.
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Our climax is explosive, a rest then we’ll take.
We’ll whisper, laugh and caress till again love we’ll make.
Bodies now exhausted, our minds still on high,
we’ll float downstairs together to greet the morning sky.
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Coffee then is shared and we’ll plan our busy day.
Our thoughts are always sunny even when it’s gray.
Hands we’ll hold on our walk, the future now in view.
Bliss we’ll share every day, together; me and you.
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Silence heard before the dawn.
Birds awaken, silence gone.
Sun arisen, cars zoom past.
Morning bliss’s fading fast.
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Breathing in each other’s air,
day’s begun, time to share.
Faces flash, smiles few,
all to find something new.
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Day will end, night’s to start.
Home I go to my treasured heart.
First a kiss then hello,
dreamy eyes let me know.
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Sleep awaits, minds at ease,
first time for the birds and bees.
Dreams to follow, world’s at rest.
Another day, ours was best.
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Mornings hide in darkness to an untrained eye.
Light fills the mind. Who needs a sunlit sky?
Wheel’s always turning; they get us here and there.
Thought moves us forward, making us aware.
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Hate infects the soul, love mends a heart.
Memories fill the void at times when apart.
Words can flow like water, but not all fit to drink.
Edits smooth the surface the deeper that we think.
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Actions set in motion the motives of our will.
Results always happen regardless of our skill.
Infants of the night, stars will guide the way.
The universe is infinite or so our eyes will say.
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Seeing is absolute, visions much less clear.
Plans are two dimensional stumbling on a sphere.
Life’s full of surprises, full of good and bad.
Time is unpredictable, why would some choose sad.
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Poets make predictions, half are mostly true.
Honesty measures accuracy, what shade of gray are you?
Poems can be too lengthy with no end in sight.
I’m predicting this is one, so I’ll say goodnight.
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Books grow dusty unread on a shelf.
The poetry of love doesn’t write itself.
Bicycles unridden grow squeakier by the day.
Hearts untethered slowly drift away.
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Kisses can heal the mouths mistakes.
Eyes can see when smiles are fakes.
Arms can hold or they can harm.
Words can hurt or they can charm.
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Time that’s misspent is time we lose.
Time together is the time we choose.
Nothing is wasted when all is used.
Love’s created when souls are fused.
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Choices made are for us to make.
Trust in another is to never forsake.
Relationships are all these things.
And when it’s right what joy it brings.
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Life is for the tasting.
Time is not for wasting.
Joy is what is found.
When tomorrow’s we are bound.
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Escape the path of wrath.
The proof is in the math.
The more love that you share,
the more you are aware.
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The more things that you see,
the more you’ll feel free.
The more things that you feel,
the more your life is real.
~
Though hardships get us down,
the winners wear the crown.
They toast the end of day,
tasting dreams there to stay.
~*~
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I sat to write a love poem,
but fiction got in the way.
My heart now is still,
alone another day.
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Maybe eyes will meet,
there’s smiles shining bright.
Perhaps our hands will touch,
and lead us into the night.
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Our spirits ever closer,
warming our moonlit stroll.
Our lips free to explore,
the pleasures of our soul.
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Whispers echo softly,
our bodies intertwine.
I am hers completely,
she’s completely mine.
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The morning sun will rise,
again eyes will meet.
Our hands again will touch,
a new day we will greet.
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Our love will last a lifetime,
together we’ll always be.
I’ll write a million love poems,
but for now just fictionality.
~*~
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When love is easy two become one.
When love is easy the hard part’s done.
To love and to laugh life becomes fun.
When love is easy the joy’s just begun.
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The summer heat outshined by rain,
cool breezes now back again.
Sweatshirt’s on, the sky is gray.
Beleaguered blooms will blossom today.
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Subtle change’s seldom felt,
torrential time’s surprises dealt.
Awakened warm, bodies close.
Rain or shine my daily dose.
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Weather changes as does time,
minds follow, not a crime.
Days stolen when unprepared,
all’s returned when love is shared.
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Tomorrow’s to be another day.
Rain or shine, I cannot say.
But if yesterday’s to be a clue,
rain or shine I’ll rise with you.
~*~
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Through willow filtered sunshine,
I feel your reflections and you mine.
With introversion my biggest fear,
with hidden face my love I declare.
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In glistening pools of gentle light,
my heart waves to the mind’s fright.
If lives written our columns divide,
moments unmirrored to cast aside.
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Hands ever closer the time does drift,
the moon creates our daily shift.
In the dark our eyes meet,
together enlightened tomorrows we’ll greet.
~*~
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I started the day the usual way.
My feet hit the floor then out the door.
The sun’s yet high in the new sky.
But on the street I feel the heat.
The sweat begins to drip.
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I get to work and feel like a jerk.
I forgot to do my do.
So I combed my hair in despair.
Then I booted up and spilled my cup.
The coffee made a big mess.
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My notes now are gone and I left forlorn.
My haste has caused this waste.
I must slow down or I will drown.
This fast lane is causing me pain.
The phone then starts to ring.
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It’s another complainer for I the explainer.
I was chilled to the bone by their ruthless tone.
I slammed down the phone but wasn’t alone.
The boss could hear standing so near.
This job, for me, was now done.
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Hurt was I, I wanted to cry.
I went home to bed and wished I were dead.
I started to dream then woke to a scream.
A poke from my wife saved my life.
My eyes open to start again.
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A nightmare was had, one very bad.
Its cause being stress is my best guess.
A lesson thought comes before taught.
My sweetie made tea for her and me.
A new dream’s begun and I called out sick.
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I have a best friend, name’s Bunny,
whose age is just the same as me.
Sits on my bed, friends all around,
snuggling close we’re all safe and sound
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We all giggle, think it’s funny,
when I tickle Bunny’s tummy.
Though sometimes sad, trickling tears,
they’re easily dried with fuzzy ears.
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I get big, Bunny stays the same,
destined for greatness and world fame.
Written about in poetry,
posed for art and photography.
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With brush in hand with which to paint,
She’s very patient, no complaint.
Anytime, rainy or sunny,
always there my best friend Bunny.
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By my side always, journeys far.
My companion; plane, train or car,
sharing adventures in daylight,
sharing our dreams every night.
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Pontifications’ the place to be.
Grand thinkin’s the life for me.
Imagination’s so far and wide.
Keep AI and just let me decide.
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Old tech is where I’d rather stay.
I get allergies blindly trusting all day.
I just adore my dual screen view.
PC’s I love you but keep that dark avenue.
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Time cycles in waves unsure.
With depths endured and peaks pure.
Emerald horizon’s the journeys allure.
And the loveliest shade I’ve ever seen,
she’s my inspiration with eyes of green.
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She’s my beacon forever bright.
Her heartbeats share melodic delight,
beckoning calm in the darkest of night.
Stormy seas we’re never to fear.
When love to harbor’s always near.
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The sea’s the source of life that be.
Life’s the beginning of all’s journey.
Journeys inform of real diversity.
Reality is what we individually see.
Fantasy’s what we make it to be.
Science is what we think may be.
Thought is time with mind set free.
Free is what we’d love to be.
Love unites, we all agree.
Hate divides universally.
Together to agree to disagree,
a reality of peace we then may see.
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On a canvas of life we paint every day.
Some burst with color, some dull and gray.
Each stroke has consequence, broad or precise,
all mediums large though most will suffice.
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Hue’s all made one from another.
Texture’s built on a base we smother.
Shadows lurk in black and white.
Brilliant moons portray the night.
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Love is felt on glowing skin
Hate pours from the blood within.
Seas of green churn, gallant ships tossed.
Crews-o-many flounder, all forever lost.
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Happiness’s awash in the bright blue sky.
Sadness gives it time to dry.
Realism reflects an instant in mind.
Abstract’s more real when meaning you find.
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Yet in two dimensions we do all conform.
Our edges and corners define the norm.
Then we sign, frame and place on a wall.
There hung with the others, all very small.
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If only I had a time machine,
there’d be no stopping in-between.
Dials and switches, all locked in place,
time standing still in your loving embrace.
If granted three wishes, two are for you,
the first will make my wish come true.
Perhaps a crystal ball where all is to see,
a sphere of exploration, hand in hand you and me.
Or gifted wizardry, sorcery and magic,
I’d need to perform but only one trick.
You’d appear before my starry eyes,
together we’d soar in moonlit skies.
If to be a man of wealth, youth and style;
I’d trade it all just to make you smile.
But I’m not, I’m just me,
with little more than simple poetry.
Though I’ve hopes and dreams to see and do.
I’d have all, if only to share, if only with you.
~*~
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Euphoria inspires –
with quills of flyers.
Flourishes unite,
consumed we write.
Paid is the price,
life owed thrice.
Costly is consummation;
self, others or inspiration.
Haunted by desire,
time’s no higher.
Wedges divide,
in space we hide.
Sharing time, hearts and minds,
rightly seen writing blinds.
Is balance a lever to be had,
none ever being sad?
Parts whole, time’s inspired,
forwards given give required.
Love conjures unknowns within,
any choice a choice to begin.
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Seconds slowed when soon to meet.
Eyes envision eyes to greet.
Lips long for lips so sweet.
Hearts happy our two hearts beat.
Time’s together a timeless treat.
Till dreams anew draw tomorrows sheet.
~*~
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My little kitty talks to me.
She changes the channel on my TV.
And shows me things I don’t see.
But I never argue, I just agree.
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Her day begins before sunrise.
I see her starring in my eyes.
Her only word is no surprise.
Up! Up! Up! She loudly cries.
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To the kitchen we’ll both head.
She’s always happiest when she’s fed.
I’ll fill her bowl then back to bed.
Her heartfelt “Thanks” is always said.
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My alarm goes off at seven or eight.
My kitty tells me if I’m early or late.
Either way we’re feeling great.
High-fives and head bumps we celebrate.
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Then off to school but she’s alone.
She says goodbye with a sad little moan.
Someday she’ll learn to use a phone.
But for now that skill’s unknown.
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I’m welcomed home, I see she’s played.
I clean up all the mess she’s made.
She’s fed again and smiles we trade.
We’ll say goodnight then off we fade.
~*~
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