Tag: hope
group name: lightofpoetry
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March 06, 2007 12:46 PM EST --
For years I heard a promising voice,
More than a figment of my imagination,
My mind’s magnificent creation,
There was hope in the voice,
That some day,
. . . more
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February 28, 2007 08:16 AM EST --
My purse hollow
My arms scrawny
My taste buds sour
My mouth deflated
My hunger gnawing
My sight poor with desperation
His wallet thick with judgment
His biceps bulge with burdens
His tongue . . . more
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October 12, 2008 03:21 AM EDT --
Where did every one go to
All the people were . . . more
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February 22, 2008 11:06 AM EST --
The Heavens have gone gone dark as the thunder clouds pack up above our heads. Is that why I wrote this poem? Let me think about that.
Oh God to feel
Alive once more
Just to love and laugh . . . more
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December 29, 2006 12:05 AM EST --
I walk in glass slippers
waiting for them to shatter,
for I'm not used to
Cinderella endings;
I feel so scared
in trusting love;
Somehow I don't feel
I deserve it; . . . more
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April 14, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
(I may have put this up before but tonight I just got to thinking about horses, the mustangs of the American west. To me they are more a symbol of America than the bald eagle. And like . . . more
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April 21, 2007 04:14 PM EDT --
Sickle moon, ancient symbol
Of the Celtic Goddess
Bent bow of Diana the Huntress
Poised over Venus, my sun sign
What magic do you spin?
What arrows do you shoot?
April 21, . . . more
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May 24, 2008 11:25 PM EDT --
It has to be there
Somewhere
In the midst of
. . . more
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February 04, 2007 11:22 AM EST --
This morning as I sang with the choir at church I noticed people visibly absorbing our music as it raised their sprits and gave them hope. Our song was “More Precious Than Silver/I Stand in . . . more
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March 27, 2007 08:14 AM EDT --
open to sunlight
washed by the rain pouring down
tender roots grow strong
more
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December 10, 2007 07:51 AM EST --
I hate today and what I have become
For that matter, I also hate Las Vegas and L.A.
And the sin within their framework that perpetuates itself
Rotting the orange dawn of each new coming day
My life . . . more
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July 10, 2008 02:40 AM EDT --
It's only words and words are all I have...
Silence
The world cannot hear you
Darkness
They cannot see you
. . . more
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April 14, 2007 11:55 PM EDT --
(This is another poem written in "Cowboy Poetry" form. This is a unique American style that grew out of the long nights on the cattle drives. It very rarely shows up in English . . . more
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May 20, 2007 03:27 PM EDT --
( I wrote this a long time ago but it's Spring and the world needs a bit of the Old Magic )
It was Christmas day in London town
So many years ago.
The air was clear and . . . more
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November 28, 2007 08:23 AM EST --
Why war?
Why not peace?
A peace in our heart that we seek.
Why war?
Why not love?
An emotion that passed on by Above.
Why war?
Why not hope?
A worst thing to be without.
Peace we find . . . more
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July 05, 2007 08:47 PM EDT --
I was walking down life's highway a long time ago
One day I saw a sign that read, Heavens Grocery Store
As I got a little closer, the door came open wide
And when I came to myself, I was standing . . . more
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September 20, 2007 01:30 AM EDT --
Hope Assigned
©Robert C Burnham
You taught me how to love
By the way that you loved me
And by your spiritual sustenance
To see what you could see.
. . . more
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October 11, 2008 07:33 AM EDT --
You and I, my sweetheart, live
Separated by the realm of ocean.
Two mere human souls,
Two fates never entwined before.
You and I, my sweetheart, live
In the two very different worlds: . . . more
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December 31, 2007 08:38 AM EST --
Oh 2008!
How I long for you to come
That old things will pass away
And the new will come
With all your parcels and packages
It will be . . . more
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May 07, 2007 11:30 AM EDT --
The pilgrim poet, following the path
Laid out by Lady Diana's magic
Through barren and lonely landscape
Came at last to a high walled city.
He sensed that within this city lay
The end of his loneliness . . . more
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