jamie-moore - Hello Poetry

They say you'll die if you don't breathe But I've survived hours without a single breath And I've never been more alive Than when I'm in her presence.

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Dec 15, 2015

Dec 15, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC

An Inexplicable Elixir

They say you'll die if you don't breathe But I've survived hours without a single breath And I've never been more alive Than when I'm in her presence.

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Sure, I have dreams, Like any other other man I want to find love I want to have children I want to be rich I want to rule the world Who wouldn't? But sometimes I wonder If it is all worth it And perhaps it is not For the only misery Worse than that of failure Is the suffering of success So perhaps I self-sabotage Because I fear victory The way most fear defeat And so I am condemned to fail But I wouldn't want it any other way.

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Dec 15, 2015

Dec 15, 2015 at 5:16 PM UTC

Scared of Success

Sure, I have dreams, Like any other other man I want to find love I want to have children I want to be rich I want to rule the world Who wouldn't? But sometimes I wonder If it is all worth it And perhaps it is not For the only misery Worse than that of failure Is the suffering of success So perhaps I self-sabotage Because I fear victory The way most fear defeat And so I am condemned to fail But I wouldn't want it any other way.

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The Warm sun on an October afternoon Rays Staving off the inevitable The crunch of leaves underfoot Lungs full of delicious dry air The woods beckon A reprieve from the sun Leaves rustle as squirrels flee What have I done To make them scared of me? The trails, so empty and peaceful Focus on the rhythm of the run Tired? Not on this day Sense of time long since lost Nature has mesmerized me And there's no place I'd rather be Alas it is getting late Helios has thrown his cloak upon the woods Finally, fatigue Footsteps abate The woods of Vermont are where my tired bones rest.

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Oct 28, 2014

Oct 28, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC

On Eve

The Warm sun on an October afternoon Rays Staving off the inevitable The crunch of leaves underfoot Lungs full of delicious dry air The woods beckon A reprieve from the sun Leaves rustle as squirrels flee What have I done To make them scared of me? The trails, so empty and peaceful Focus on the rhythm of the run Tired? Not on this day Sense of time long since lost Nature has mesmerized me And there's no place I'd rather be Alas it is getting late Helios has thrown his cloak upon the woods Finally, fatigue Footsteps abate The woods of Vermont are where my tired bones rest.

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It is in those moments Between the words Or laughter Or kiss That you truly fall in love You smile at each other With a knowing glint in every eye And nothing but dreams filling each mind The time before you can admit that it could be love But your hearts know it is Cherish those moments They are the most beautiful of all

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Oct 21, 2014

Oct 21, 2014 at 1:51 PM UTC

In Between

It is in those moments Between the words Or laughter Or kiss That you truly fall in love You smile at each other With a knowing glint in every eye And nothing but dreams filling each mind The time before you can admit that it could be love But your hearts know it is Cherish those moments They are the most beautiful of all

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First steps Gingerly Fleeting joy Heart racing Suddenly A hint Not taken Suddenly More than a hint Footsteps abate Melancholia

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 11:16 AM UTC

The Return

First steps Gingerly Fleeting joy Heart racing Suddenly A hint Not taken Suddenly More than a hint Footsteps abate Melancholia

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November is the cruelest month Reminiscence forced of things far gone and Bitter foreshadowing of what is to come The leaves have lived up to their name The trees, a shell of what they once were The grass clings to its last hope The temperature makes its empty threats The beauty of Autumn deteriorates She is haughty and cruel We were strung along for so long But like all good things Her presence is too fleeting We try to rationalize her departure We didn’t need her anyway Her sister is far more beautiful Autumn was never committed We will look for someone else What luck! Her sister is coming Her name is winter! But alas, how could we love Someone so bitter and cold? November is the cruelest month Joy is attacked in a dark alley Melancholia does the mugging Bitterness steals the Hope November tears apart the heart With a ruthlessness unseen In any other month. The days are soon so short and cold The landscape is so barren There is a hint of snow But it is more like rain It is so unfortunate to see Nature’s beauty going all to waste The thirtieth is here Judgement Day has arrived It is only possible to conclude July was great if too hot indeed January hard but nearer the end September its usual lovely self One month stands alone in its horror November is the cruelest month

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC

November is the Cruelest Month

November is the cruelest month Reminiscence forced of things far gone and Bitter foreshadowing of what is to come The leaves have lived up to their name The trees, a shell of what they once were The grass clings to its last hope The temperature makes its empty threats The beauty of Autumn deteriorates She is haughty and cruel We were strung along for so long But like all good things Her presence is too fleeting We try to rationalize her departure We didn’t need her anyway Her sister is far more beautiful Autumn was never committed We will look for someone else What luck! Her sister is coming Her name is winter! But alas, how could we love Someone so bitter and cold? November is the cruelest month Joy is attacked in a dark alley Melancholia does the mugging Bitterness steals the Hope November tears apart the heart With a ruthlessness unseen In any other month. The days are soon so short and cold The landscape is so barren There is a hint of snow But it is more like rain It is so unfortunate to see Nature’s beauty going all to waste The thirtieth is here Judgement Day has arrived It is only possible to conclude July was great if too hot indeed January hard but nearer the end September its usual lovely self One month stands alone in its horror November is the cruelest month

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The rope is so thin Why do you still cling? Any moment could be its end Its edges are fraying already The rope is so thin Why is it so thin? It took so much work to make You love it so deeply The rope is so thin But yet so powerful It has done so much for you It has given you hope The rope is so thin Your arm is getting tired Your heart is broken Will you hold on? You look down There is a cushion a hundred feet below You look up There is a fair lady and joy above But on the way to it A million hearts broken A thousand dreams crushed Is it worth the struggle? The rope is so thin It will snap soon It is slipping away What will you do?

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC

The Rope

The rope is so thin Why do you still cling? Any moment could be its end Its edges are fraying already The rope is so thin Why is it so thin? It took so much work to make You love it so deeply The rope is so thin But yet so powerful It has done so much for you It has given you hope The rope is so thin Your arm is getting tired Your heart is broken Will you hold on? You look down There is a cushion a hundred feet below You look up There is a fair lady and joy above But on the way to it A million hearts broken A thousand dreams crushed Is it worth the struggle? The rope is so thin It will snap soon It is slipping away What will you do?

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It was in the winter you left Leaving my heart frigid and alone And no amount of evil theft Could steal back your lovely soul The demons down under the earth Arose and bore you away from me Your loss could not be measured in it's girth For nothing could contain it, not even the sea And there I stood, shivering Jack Frost would soon consume My unprotected skin, left withering From it, blood would seep; a flume And then came the spring A time of warmth and rebirth Joy, excitement, hands trembling The sight of a whole new earth None of it could resurrect My darling, my life, my love My beautiful effect The warm hand to my glove And now I approach the summer Walking alone through new sun And then it hits me, a true ****** Perhaps to escape, I must run So through the fire I persevere My lover gone and my will in ruin Summer is long, hot, and severe But my heart keeps its glue in At last at ease, Alone and content In the warm September grass I lease My joyful soul with nothing to lament.

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC

You Left

It was in the winter you left Leaving my heart frigid and alone And no amount of evil theft Could steal back your lovely soul The demons down under the earth Arose and bore you away from me Your loss could not be measured in it's girth For nothing could contain it, not even the sea And there I stood, shivering Jack Frost would soon consume My unprotected skin, left withering From it, blood would seep; a flume And then came the spring A time of warmth and rebirth Joy, excitement, hands trembling The sight of a whole new earth None of it could resurrect My darling, my life, my love My beautiful effect The warm hand to my glove And now I approach the summer Walking alone through new sun And then it hits me, a true ****** Perhaps to escape, I must run So through the fire I persevere My lover gone and my will in ruin Summer is long, hot, and severe But my heart keeps its glue in At last at ease, Alone and content In the warm September grass I lease My joyful soul with nothing to lament.

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One day I came home And you were no longer there To the floor I crumpled With no restraint I wept Asked God why it had to be Felt the smooth steel on my skin And did the horrible deed

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC

The End

One day I came home And you were no longer there To the floor I crumpled With no restraint I wept Asked God why it had to be Felt the smooth steel on my skin And did the horrible deed

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I once thought I could never live without you But after you left I was better off throughout new I once thought you made me whole But after you left I saw your true role I once thought you would be my forever But after you left I wished you’d been my never I once thought you were all I could ever need So darling please come back and give my heart a new seed.

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC

Return

I once thought I could never live without you But after you left I was better off throughout new I once thought you made me whole But after you left I saw your true role I once thought you would be my forever But after you left I wished you’d been my never I once thought you were all I could ever need So darling please come back and give my heart a new seed.

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