Pidgeons resting high in the trees
branches bouncing moving in the breeeze
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squirels running about everyhwere
a sunday after noon out there
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sun is hidden out the way shrouded in clouds today
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greyness dimms everything
a sunday of peace and relaxing
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people walk talk as children play
weekend almost over once again
another day coming to the end.
Autumn mist
rustling leaves
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trees blowing in the breeze
waves lapping up the beach
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pebbles rolling tumbling away
people going about there day
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birds flying high on the breeze
circling observing those beneath
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sun rising setting at the end of day
people sleep snore slumber away
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nature and life at work and play
the beauty of gods creation
on display
while he watches from heaven each day.
You are my light
my destiny
you are what believe
——
the moment comes the moment goes
blink and you miss it
—-
every second every minute every day
you give me hope life and air to breath
sight to see
the beauty of each day
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the magic of creativity
the universe
the life we see
——-
the moon the planets
you and me
If I were a poet
would you listen to me
—–
as I tell you my story and my philsophy
would you believe every word I say
fact or fiction
rhyming away
——
or would you put me in stocks
and throw rotten cabbages and food at me
like in medievel history
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or would it be to gallows and beheading for me
for treason of going against rules laid down by the king
——
thats the beauty of fiction and writing
it may be a poem it may be a play
rhyming to life in a beautiful way
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would you listen to me if it was a poetic play
or tear it up and throw it away
if I were a poet a poet one day
I see your wisdom
your light your energhy
——
I read your verses
you gave me belief
——
I read your parables
and hear of your miracles
back in history
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when life was different
from world we now see
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you are my lord my maker
you died to free me from my sins
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to grow and live in your likeness
our lord almighty
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This could be my year
I am writing once again
words are flowing like a fast flowing river too
meandering away and carving through
my thoughts and feelings coming true
as I write from heart my poetry each day
thoughts flowing in mystical way
as my dreams flow very vividly
what I will be shown this year in my dreams
will it be good will they come true
the time is coming when I see things for year ahead in my life too.
now christmas is out the way
valentines is coming a month away
will it be love this new year for you
a rose and some nice words
chocolates too
or will it be disapointment just like the other year
when you thought you had found true love
but ended in tears
if your lucky your true love will come your way
smiling at you this valentines day
until then dont give up on love finding you
it maybe the next person who smiles at you
and pays you a compliment return it to.
There is a moment
a moment in life
when we are at peace
when we are in love
when we are true
this is the time when we stand out
the time when we shine
the time when we love
the time when we care too
this is the moment in life
when our love comes true
the moment we shine so brightly
we shine too
when the heavens light up
with our smiles too
this is moment in life
when we find love too
Valentines is day of dreams
as lovers dance and lovers sing
sing of there love this beautiful day
while there hearts sing and beat away
beating for love for there dreams to come true
there hearts on there sleeves just waiting for you
just waiting for you to come there way
for love and romance to blossom again
to blossom once again to be a beautiful dream
a dream of love like has never been seen
a love so beautiful it will shine too
a love so wonderful there dreams have come true
a love so honest it will last more than a day
as valentines is for love and for dreams to come true
when your heart on your sleeve
true love finds you
Valentines is like song for lovers to sing
where heart starts to beat with chorus of drumming
when it fine tunes its chorus this day
a melody of love will find away
to set the scene on this beautiful day
where words of love will find its way
to share its beauty and blossom today
like a flower so beautiful it will come from a seed
the true meaning of love will blossom indeed
as valentines is for love for poetry for you
where words will blossom and your heart will sing a tune
dont let your love slip away
make valentines very special this wonderfull day
let your heart sing and speak in a beautiful way
Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.
Brett Kristian
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