The Kiss

Posted on : 30-06-2009 | By : pnyte | In : Poetry

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Standing there looking at you by the pond
My heart began to race
A thousand thoughts filled my mind
As you tenderly touched my face
As I searched for your approval
Caution left without a trace
You slowly, gently pulled me close
And held me in your warm embrace
For a moment nothing else mattered
Except setting our own pace
The kiss, so soft, so sweet, so pure
As if it fell from grace

CHANGE

Posted on : 25-06-2009 | By : Badfishy | In : Poetry

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The cycle has grown shorter, but have the lessons been learned?
The way forward is unclear not wanting to get burned

Angel-eyes opened wide to see the vicious cycle up and down
Grasping for a rip-cord to slow this spiral toward the ground

Will it be this time that it all crashes and burns?
Or be like the past, avoiding ground zero with a slight upward turn

Clouded eyes cannot see any soft place to land
No bed of feathers prepared over the harsh dessert sand

Hurt feelings are inevitable – it is the burden to be paid
Not living a precious life – a decision to be weighed

A cauldron of fire across the only path which lies ahead
Every moment of hesitation heightens the sensation of being dead

Like a phoenix rises from the ashes, the angel will eventually too
With the sun at her back and wings spread wide, aloft against a sky of deepest blue

Falling is Part of the Plan

Posted on : 18-06-2009 | By : deanna | In : Poetry

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I am a leaf.

I feel the warm sun with its energy so strong,
I hear the birds whistle their sweet love song.

I smell the scent of the lush green land,
I fear nothing, for even Autumn is part of God’s plan.

I sway in the summer’s subtle breeze,
I see the magical dance of honey bees.

I shake in the night as a storm rushes in,
I keep hold even though my grip wears thin.

I live as if my time here is short,
I know this branch I will soon abort.

I laugh when it is my turn to fly away,
I will soon wish that I could have stayed.

I fall to the ground and land swiftly,
I carry my memories of life along with me.

I lose my color and seem to have no purpose,
I can’t help but miss the way my life was.

I wilt as I lay, but I won’t suffer,
I return to the earth to give life to others.