Beginnings and endings
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Hi Wilhamina?really liked this one too? your poems make such nice pictures in my mind about Paradise...I love the Imagine Peace tower also?those bright rays of light shooting up into space?it is a beautiful symbol, isn't it?
Paradise Lost, Paradise regained When it's finally found Your soul becomes unchained Freedom from beliefs That once held you down Feels like your naked Arms raised up And standing in the rain
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Love2Travel...its the joy of watching people run around thinking it's important but it really isn't. Them setting their sights waaaaaaaay too high and falling flat on their faces. Rain came drizzling down, A pattering the only sound, Silence began to surround, Changing around my sorrow frown.
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Hi CG, I too like to watch people run around... wonder what they're doing... I don't want to see anyone fall on their face tho... that would hurt!!! I think there's nothing wrong with setting your sights high, the falling down is the learning curve... but it really shouldn't stop you from getting up and dusting off...and starting again.... Maybe I'm an adventurer tho, and not everyone is that... Changing around my sorrow frown
Into a smile, it's up side down
Listening to the wind that blows Safe inside, go with the flow Hot chocolate yum, marshmallows too Lots of whipped cream tops that brew Hip hip hooray they called off work Because of snow, an added perk Outside the snowplows scrape in vain The icy snow it makes them strain The blizzard blasts, no end in sight Safe and warm on this cold night For those of you experiencing the big blizzard on the East Coast...stay warm and be safe
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(My banner has evidently died...I made a new one to replace it!
) Night arises, silent and swift, Can you ever catch my drift? It isn't the mystery you, Make it out to be, Why won't you see? That you make me oh, so blue, When it refuses to give me a lift, My thoughts start to wander and shift.
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Hope your friend is OK ! A shift is perceived Mysteries come in focus Thoughts make a change Amid hocus pocus
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Pocus hocus, the spell has been reversed What will happen? How was all of this perturbed? Will the object of question turn out completely wrong? Hopefully not to gather 'round a big throng.
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Throng in show shew said the kind man meaning their main meal negated would not maintain them and the meandering without a meal would muster mostly mild malnutrition.
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Malnutrition showing Mainly around the bone They haven't a home Hungry big eyes So dim Thinking of their last meal
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Meal on the grass, sitting 'round, Here we are, happy on the ground, Or maybe at a picnic bench up there, Or a table inside, so square!
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Square am I Not cool enough To play the game To pretend a laugh When feeling down Nobody?s clown
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Clown fan bound to win can't is stalled assign mine _fool grind cool find.
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Find a medium, Play a stadium, Will Ringo come here? Is the future near?
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Near and far, wherever you travel Explore new worlds, something to unravel Through the jungles, swinging past the vines Having the time of your life.
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Life is not cruel, It's just a pain, That comes and goes - A thorny rose. It makes the sense If eyes can see The words time shows...
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Kiriwana... That was wonderful!!! Time shows the meaning to all who can see So often, to busy to look up and see the answer... It has been written on the wall all the time Just look the bell will chime
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Chime me blind on the wayside claim the prize I sigh I sow the sign is a go find in a row inclined to row (aces like a rainbow.)
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A rainbow at the end of the tunnel There you'll find a pot of gold Get past the cake of the funnel That's what I was told.
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Ninja...I really liked that poem.... There are always so many nice things written around rainbows... It made me think of one of my favorite songs from the Wizard of Oz. A really nice song to hear as a child... and I still love it! Lots of rainbows to everyone today
I was told that Somewhere over the rainbow Skies are blue, And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true. Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are far Behind me. Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly Beyond the rainbow Why, oh why can't I? (by Harold Arlen and lyrics by E.Y. Harburg.)
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I am in question I can in dilection.
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Directions are all over the place Where do I go? Where am I headed? I'm lost in this abyss like a nutcase "Help me," she pleaded.