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Miracles

Walt Whitman
1819 –
1892

My heart aches within from missing you,
My lips long for the feel of kissing you,
Right now all I need is to gently touch your skin,
To look into…

More Wonderful

Her eyes are finer poems than all
that Shakespeare ever penned;
delicate, like trembling doves,
their beauty without end.

Her…

My hands first held the iron weight, a blade forged keen,
The symbol of a warrior's fate, the sharpest tool seen.
Victories were numbered by the…

Navigating by Love.

He seemed to have developed the ability to plot intersect points in his life based on previous *dreams*, small glimpses of…

New Day's Lyric

May this be the day
We come together.
Mourning, we come to mend,
Withered, we come to weather,
Torn, we come to…

No Man Is an Island

No preaching or books can teach me who I am.

Odd Odyssey Poet Apr 28

Safety pin
Commitment and trust, a safety pin so small,
In the tapestry of bonds, they stand tall.
They shield and…

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A…

Of me, of my father, happy Father’s Day.

Walking new mind, dawn of thought, opening framework’s, learning how to see.

Mapping that was and what…

Matters Of The Heart Poem by Sylvia Chidi

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half…

There’s a million stars….

There’s a million stars up in the sky. And one of them is shining bright for me. If I could I’d fly beyond the clouds. To…

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