Tag: spirituality
group name: crossbreedpoems
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July 26, 2007 01:59 AM EDT --
How sad I feel,
How lonely I am,
No where to turn for the love I yearn,
Long long ago, I thought it was true,
Yet now I know love is untrue,
True only to those that live in a lie,
Hiding the truth . . . more
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August 13, 2008 02:22 PM EDT --
When walls are closing in
and life is beating me down,
You carry me,
You carry me...
When tears fall down my face,
no solace to be found,
You carry me,
You carry me... . . . more
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July 11, 2007 07:44 PM EDT --
The ladybird
In her element, this
Winter’s morn…
A dazzling smile on
Silver heels
You
Flew into my life
Unnoticed…
Painting my shadow
With stars
. . . more
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August 07, 2007 04:49 PM EDT --
You hear the deepest cries of my soul;
You hold me in Your hands,
sheltering me with the purest of Love,
giving me guidance from above.
No one else in all the earth
knows me like You . . . more
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May 27, 2007 07:10 PM EDT --
The autumn
Rain brings fresh hope
Of life in the
Sun-burnt country...
The golden wattle blooms
The neophyte
Captures the gentle muse
In the sacred
Dew of the glorious morn… . . . more
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July 25, 2007 01:23 AM EDT --
One's earth-bound, biologically oriented mind, in my opinion, grows incredibly sharp and capable of unbelievable problem-solving, when one surrenders his or her identification with that mind to the . . . more
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September 10, 2007 03:20 AM EDT --
Deep within my mind
is a thought thats spiraling
I am trying to push it back
somewhere in the depths of hell
back where it belongs
I don't do these dark . . . more
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August 21, 2007 11:31 AM EDT --
I am sitting here with pen in hand
thinking pensively
what would happen if I wrote in sand
How expensive time would be
For every line I could expend
. . . more
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August 19, 2007 01:30 AM EDT --
I am thinking to myself you will have to get more serious . . . more
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October 02, 2007 02:20 PM EDT --
My daughter had a little girl
and named her after me
Just switched one letter
So mixed up we wouldn't be
Elise is now fifteen,
will be sixteen . . . more
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July 25, 2007 07:43 PM EDT --
You found the passage
Of dreams and turned your
Back on Eden…
A cloud without a shred
Of silver lining
As the tide
Turned, he seized
The magic moment…
Just in time . . . more
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June 26, 2007 02:09 AM EDT --
Most of us on Gather have our favorite groups, our favorite writers and some favorite friends. I hate, detest and abhor most, but not all, inbox invites to read articles. I am always interested in good . . . more
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August 19, 2007 08:15 PM EDT --
The clatter
Of high heels down
The hallway…
And the sudden end
Of winter
Symphony
Of the larrikin sun of Oz…
Great excitement
In the secret temple
Of desire
. . . more
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September 25, 2007 02:15 AM EDT --
Each sunrise brings a new day
a new beginning to our lives
a reason to continue
being happy, open up our eyes
For in all its' glory
Morning does arrive
the beauty of the . . . more
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May 30, 2007 05:01 PM EDT --
She turns to me and smiles
the whole world falls silent
and all my troubles and cares fade away
how easy is it for this woman to take over my life
how easy is it for this woman to become my only . . . more
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June 05, 2007 05:16 PM EDT --
There once was a Troll
. . . more
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June 24, 2007 05:24 PM EDT --
It’s raining again. The heavens above me mimic the feelings of loneliness I feel. I long to hear her voice, my body aches for her touch. This woman who can make me feel 7 feet tall with just a smile . . . more
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September 26, 2007 02:17 AM EDT --
When we took our marriage vows
So many years ago
I remember every word of them
We said them soft and low
You said I take thee darling
To be my wedded wife
And I took you for my husband . . . more
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March 27, 2007 03:23 AM EDT --
(c) 2007, by Bent Lorentzen, all rights reserved
In 1913, Carl Gustav Jung, a good friend and colleague of the father of modern psychotherapy, Sigmund . . . more
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June 04, 2007 09:51 PM EDT --
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
Hibbing High School may be the most impressive structure in the town of Hibbing, Minnesota, but it was a much . . . more
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