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admin — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 20:00:44 +0000

Due to recent requests, PoetryPublishing.Net will now publish your poems on this website for a modest fee of $3.00 per poem.

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Dreams

admin — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 18:55:28 +0000

In the dark realm of dreams
Lurk the images of the soul;
Reflections of the past, present and future-
Unfolding like a scroll;

The daily thoughts of life
And memories from the mind,
Are the fabric of the dream
And delicately intertwined;

A dream is like a mirror
Which exposes the inner man;
Whereas he unwittingly reveals his error
Unto his Maker’s judgmental hand.

Nightingale

admin — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 23:26:25 +0000

O’ Nightingale, how sad thy song
That thou pourest from thy heart!
What sort of thing so direfully wrong
Has taken thee apart?

Thy sorrowed song makes evening weep!
Thy haunted tune turns moon to gray!
What kind of pain profoundly deep,
Has wrought your shadow with dismay?

Alas! To thee- O’ mourning ghost!
A bird thy hardly are!
That from beyond the uppermost-
Thou hast fallen as a star!

The Cottonwood Tree

admin — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 22:44:30 +0000

Through my bedroom window-
A cool refreshing breeze,
Would come along with moon glow-
Through the Cottonwood leaves;

The gentle flutters of her leaf,
Lulled my heart to sleep…
And in a moments’ brief-
My soul was hers to keep!

Then when daylight came,
An Oriole would claim the tree;
And me, just the same
Of the shade over me!

Now, I miss that Cottonwood tree
Which was part of my childhood;
Often, I recall her memory
In those quiet evenings of that neighborhood.

An Evening Hymn

admin — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 18:35:02 +0000

O Lord, Sweet Savior,
Please watch over me.
For I walk, but often stumble
Like a blind man that can’t see.

And at times when I’ve fallen,
I find it hard to stand –
And just like a little child,
I’ll need a helping hand.

O Lord, Sweet Savior,
Please watch over me.
There’s times when I’m so tired,
I could sleep through eternity.

And at times when I’m asleep,
I find it hard to wake –
And just like a little child,
I pray my soul you’ll take.

Earth’s Song

admin — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 18:10:45 +0000

O Earth, how beautiful, how fair
The hands that sewed each lair
That dresses you in fields of green
And seas of blue and aquamarine;

O how beautiful were you arrayed
With brilliant stars at night displayed;
And with the glorious rising of the sun
That steals a breath when looked upon!

O Earth, how delicate, how sweet
The heart giving you the treat
Of little feathered composers who sing
The cheerful merry melodies of Spring.

Thanks for the trees, the flowers, the birth
And the natural scent of wet raw earth!
But most of all for the biggest plus:
O Earth, you were given unto us.

Winter’s Whip

admin — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 17:41:53 +0000

The sullen sky is silver-gray,
The trees stand still and bare –
And their shadows dreary lay
On the frozen meadow’s glare.
The crispy breath of winter’s whip
Has turned the brook to sleet…
And the once slow-running drip
Along the eaves, to a frozen fleet.

The steady song of fizzing snow
Has lulled the sun to sleep –
And while we get half its’ glow,
Its’ other half is counting sheep.
The crispy breath of winter’s whip
Has brought a frosted bash
Of fluffy flakes of cotton dip
Outside my window sash.

Misty Mornin’ Rain

admin — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 17:25:41 +0000

O’ Misty Mornin’ Rain,
Tapping ‘gainst my window pane…
Gently break my sleep:
Let my soul softly weep.

And let me gaze
Through your misty haze
Across the cloudy sky;
And let my spirit sigh.

O’ Misty Mornin’ Rain,
I beg you, Please refrain!
I can’t bear to see
My God shed tears for me.

My Lonely Home

admin — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 17:07:47 +0000

It’s just an evening in the Spring -
I’m sittin’ watching Nature sing.
There’s joy in all I see
But not for me…
I sit alone in my lonely home.

Even if all the world were mine,
It be worth no more than just a dime.
Nothing matters much to me!
There’s nothing left to see!
I sit alone in my lonely home.

It’s just an evening in the Spring -
I’m sittin’ watching Nature sing
With all the joy that I once knew
When I belonged to you…
But now I sit alone in my lonely home.

Night

admin — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 15:57:51 +0000

Night – is the silky essence of dreams:
A vast field of glittering flowers
Laden with stardust, wishes and streams
Of magical meteor showers!

The brilliance of diamonds, rubies and gold
So enchanting to the hearts of men –
Are held with the mysterious riddles of old
Against a black velvety glen.

And the lustful moon, romances the stars
With an enticing silvery gown…
And every star, near and far
Is vying to capture her crown!

Night – a time to bask in a heavenly sea
Of charms, kisses and candlelight.
Come Love, and run away with me
Into the mysteries of the night…