Category: My Poetry
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Every day a new day
let’s noodle why’s and ways of the world seems the value of life caught in a twirl aha moments transmogrify into oh no’s ethics and morals strained by anything goes Gaia is distressed about mother nature due to issues with her behavior seems her struggles caught in a whirl she wakes on the wrong side…
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And so it goes…
Let’s hitch a ride on falling leaves while citing poems of show and tell, and dance and twirl in whistling air. While witless bullies hide and stare so proficiently in their wicked ways. Indeed, ruthless and mindless thieves. Clearly, it’s an evil mind that deceives determined to ruin a lifelong dream But then, who can…
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Thoughts outside the mainstream
Close your eyes and follow your dreams as magic winks through the night skies. As stars mingle with pale moonbeams close your eyes and follow your dreams. Holding fast to your plans and schemes let your soul breathe and take deep sighs. Close your eyes and follow your dreams let life’s lows give way to…
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Season like – Nonet + Reverse Nonet
leaves fall softly upon the earth’s floor color swapping from gold to brown sparrows sing from undressed limbs as they migrate due south nestled securely as they gather in search of calm and warmth thoughts of deep reasoning as they gather nestled securely among defined havens in lush trees where sparrows sing scented blooms of…
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A mindful conclusion
time is fickle the pendulum changes day to night the sun unweds the shade no shadow but my own Copyright © 2023 Ongoing Whimsy@amanpans.com – All rights reserved. Images used on this site are from Pixabay, Pexels, or lovethispic.com and are applied to this site per their guidelines unless otherwise stated.
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Neither here nor there
summer humid, hot swimming, camping, gardening seashore, breeze, mountains, sleet skiing, cuddling, baking gelid, cold winter Diamante A Diamante is a seven-lined contrast poem set up in a diamond shape. The first line begins with a noun/subject, and the second line contains two adjectives that describe the beginning noun. The third line contains three words…
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Forest babble
nightfall whispers hushed but, trees whoosh amongst themselves secrets come to naught “I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.” ― Sylvia Plath Copyright © 2023 Ongoing Whimsy@amanpans.com – All rights reserved. Images used on this site are from Pixabay, Pexels,…
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Life and the extra mile
to love brings melodious gifts into a world shrouded with gloom regrets to overcome once more the struggle to create new thoughts and move forward to happiness. let us persevere to reach out and chart our journey to bliss and live as we are purposed to The Streetbeatina is an eight-line poem with each line…
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Unlike Elements
the everyday folk nonplussed by her appearance become mother nature’s foe truth hides in shadows of concrete facades once lush green forests summon yesteryear sky water like teardrops “There are no secrets about the world of nature. There are secrets about the thoughts and intentions of men.” ― J. Robert Oppenheimer Copyright © 2023 Ongoing…
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Bittersweet
oh, the allure of a red gift box tied with a lovely bow contents smooth and velvety sweet, creamy rich and gooey fine, dark white and sticky sinfully silky yummy tempting and decadent “All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.”― Charles M. Schulz my love, my dear a…
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