Senryu As life passes by I remember the good times Carried in my heart Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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Your Kings and Queens hit the ground like rain. Far and wide, and light years away….the one force of nature they call by name.He walks a path with no trail, she reached out and took his hand. It was him with the distorted vision, because reality her eyes could understand.
The clocks had always stood so still, this they were able to manipulate time. But the world was slowly starting to spin, obvious differences were starting to align.
A rhythm of raindrops fall from the retina, making a symphony of splashes on the floor. Down the cheek like shooting stars, tears begin but nevermore.
Walk through the door of disagreement, and pretending it happens not. Swing on stars and slide down rainbows, so they can meet you at the next stop.
I was simply stuck in the past, and I needed to feel secure. You came from tomorrow to…
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Are Poets possessed?
Or just “special”?
We have a gift
We turn words into images
In the mind of the reader
Our words create feelings
A reader can “taste” our words
Feel a kiss
Smell a night blooming jasmine
All from words we have created
In the magic of our imagination
As a poet, I use my gift of words
To entertain and motivate
We write for ourselves
But affect others
Yes, I am possessed
And I am special
I am possessed
By the special gift
Of poetry writing
~The Tennessee Poet~
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When you are around
you own me
for all I can see is you,
and riveting my attention
you make my semblance glow
with many shades of hues
reflecting the revere and the love
I have for you
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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He engraved his time forgotten dwindling image in the cameo of his vision and wore it for a lifetime Copyright © Shantanu Baruah Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material …
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Senryu Lying on the sand Next to you I am content As we count the stars Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©