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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 Love's Light Love 7/19/2017
 All I Ever Wanted Congratulations 7/19/2017
 Tranquility Congratulations 7/19/2017
 Heathers Congratulations 7/18/2017
 What if transparency Congratulations 7/18/2017
 Where Has Love Gone Love 7/18/2017
 My Grandmother's Love Misc 7/17/2017
 Thirst Love 7/17/2017
 The Center Of Gravity Love 7/16/2017
 A Stick in The Mud Congratulations 7/16/2017
 Heaven And Hell Love 7/16/2017
 Hatred Cowboy Poems 7/15/2017
 Conceive Believe Achieve Inspirational Poems 7/15/2017
 Death Dedications 7/15/2017
 The Rolling Air Love 7/15/2017
 Reverie Congratulations 7/14/2017
 Warhol Dedications 7/14/2017
 Deliverance Love 7/14/2017
 The Will To Live Love 7/9/2017
 Save The Earth Love 7/9/2017
 Fond Remembrances Love 7/9/2017
 Life Congratulations 7/8/2017
 Far Side Of The Hill Love 7/6/2017
 Tears Love 7/6/2017
 Quiet Ruler Love 7/6/2017
 The Pass Love 7/6/2017
 A Raindrop Love 7/4/2017
 Span of Time Love 7/4/2017
 Backyard Fences Cowboy Poems 7/3/2017
 Quiet Life Love 7/2/2017
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Love's Light



through the duration in time
we have created a rhyme
finding solace amidst the quest of nature
now is the expectant hour

a pull at the heart will light a spark to what we need to know
love has won yet it also has lost humanities heaviest cost
yet these are desolate times yet we settle for ill faded rhymes
The night sky is dark, the stars
and moon can not be seen, the wind

blows cold over my dark and creepy grave,
The roots grow deep into my coffin of death
the dirt is heavy and hard to breathe under
the weeds grow tall above my tombstone,

my name is not readable my face is
forgotten my body is decayed my soul
is yearning to be joined with my master
but I am afraid of the great light I

have to pass through to get to the pearly gates of heaven.
I lie in the dark solemn slumber
of death and life, in a forgotten world,
A world which I once lived in,

a world that forgot me, my dreams and my undying soul
I am the forgotten one, and it grows
harder and harder for my soul to breathe
yet in the distance a portal a glimmer of light

Love at last appeared out of the duration of its illumination
a beacon of light to a much hurting world in need of hope

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