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Once upon a time
she read many a day
    many nights

She thought about him
a charming ripe soul
  with magic palms

Sipping "The Poesis Ink"
  in just the right doses

Turning everyday
ordeals and ordinary
sighs of Love into a
         Dream.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space Poetess
Poetic silent admiration
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Jennifer Aug 2015
Standing up now it’s hard to look down the mountain I climbed.
And yet, at the top of the peak there is no perpetual bliss.
No heartfelt remorse, just a path.
Leading nowhere and everywhere my life may take me.
A gal's gotta have her brothers
She may not think she does
She's a tough nut to crack
But she does care about them
And she needs them
After all
They make great punching bags
For my messed up family of older brothers
You guys are the kindest walls of meat a gal could ask for
O My Lord, greatly blessed are You!
I’m thankful and trying to express
the growing gratitude within my soul;
however, mere words lack the finesse

to exalt Your full grandeur… properly!
You are my sun and protective shield!
Let your righteousness flood my soul;
unto You alone, will my spirit yield.

Don’t let my ignorance and sad sighing
imply a lack of personal satisfaction;
I’m joyful and pleased from accepting-
Your Son’s, eternal gift of Salvation!

I’m humbled by Your grace and power;
Your wisdom defeats the inner violence
that seeks to isolate me from You;
quiet my thoughts with divine silence,

as I focus on our ongoing relationship.
Permit The Holy Spirit to blow over me
with a portion of Your sacred essence;
reveal the blessings that You foresee,

regarding my humbled heart and life;
make me sensitive to Your touch and will;
teach me to be productive with my time;
allow Your purpose for me- be fulfilled.
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Author Notes

Inspired by:
Phil 4:6; Psa 34, 84:10-12; 1 Thes 5:18

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.
Shadows of Night Jul 2015
Rainy days or beautiful blue skies,
I still prefer your hypnotic silver eyes,
I'll be at your side when I hear your cries,
I only hope our love never dies.
Promise me we won't have goodbyes,
I smile at you because I still get butterflies.

No one will ever bring us apart,
I'll give you my soul if I get your heart,
Because I chose you, that makes me smart,
I've loved you from the very start.

When we met my life began anew,
I know you're in love with me too,
I see it in your eyes when I look at you,
Your always in my thoughts no matter what I do.
I read your expressions when I need a clue,
To determine if your love for me is true.
You met me and spread your wings and flew,
I have you with me now, I'll never feel blue.

Written all for you my love,
You're worth more than the universe.
Never been in love, but this could before SOMEONE out there!
Life: "There are days when we are open to beauty."

Some of them are not.
Life is a marvelous
Cat playing with
It's pray.
With us.
Praying.
For us?

Sometimes I love
To be taken
By it's sweet surprises.

Me thinks: "Taboos are there to remain intact!"
Tragically
Obedient
To the law
Of Attraction

We dance as infatuated
Dervishes dressed in trousers
Flowing forth. Toward each other's all pervading
Persistent exoplanets orbiting 'ur private passions: :  
Knowing it' self, its potency
Penetrating our thoughts

Mighty male:
"Might
I
Satisfy You?"

I'm such
An obsolete
Amethyst, good for lucky charms and ready made domesticated potions.

Imploded desires rise and fall
Within the invisible canopy
Of our dreams and glances
Watch us!
They rise and fall

Magnetized

Elated Chalices
Rise and fall
Luminated
Fulfiled
Flawless
Unbreakable
Like legends      
Love!!

Legends love to be loved
In silence
Of our hearts
Heard and ingrained
Deep within our souls.

In this modest mode I pretend to be    
Bemused by little things tossing  
And turning me around  
Just to forget
your presence    
And to remember        
Your immortal spirit.              

I yearn for you!

Surpressed passion is all I have;
And blue heaven arched upon
Spellbound portals. Sheer
Kan devour my hide in
Seek in the shade.

Moist
Of the first creative act
Blows the raven away
Along scented mahogany
At the modest shelter
Of our habitual insanity of
Sparks and stars
Bursting into
Flames. . .our
Suppressed desires. . .

Merging






Tagore: "Where the mind is without fear
and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has
not been broken up
into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out
from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches
its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of
reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert
sand of dead habit
Where the mind is
led
forward by thee
Into ever-widening
thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom,
my Father, let my country awake."
Jenny Jun 2015
Words!
Are not so easily put together
It is carefully orchestrated
You need to know the basics
Its a priceless skill mastered by those who never limit their imagination.
Those who never lose interest in looking deeper into things
So deep that they find themselves standing on the edge of their sanity.
Yes it can make you crazy
Everything does at one point.
I do not shed any tears!
But once my pen dances madly on that paper,the paper I use to project my thoughts.
I cry...
And as my pen dances more frantically it taps into my insanity
I love the way it dances to the tempo and frequency of my heart beat
When that pen hits paper
I cry...
jvk Jun 2015
you told me you loved
well if thats true why did
you leave
i'm broken and my heart
is shattered and i',m struggling
to pick up the pieces
you trampled on them
as you left
She painted the void within the chambers of my heart with broken crayons. 
She painted them with the shades of effervescence.
She is white chocolate in the abstraction of snow melting in my mouth.
Her eyes can swallow black holes and I drowned in their infinitude. She saved me, She was my lifeboat.
When i wear her smiley badge, her words resonate inside my skull.
Every waking second of every minute of every hour of the days seemed like an everlasting lifetime with her: Infinity.

She tasted like the sweetest cotton candy dipped in the elixir of the most exquisite bitter fruit.
She was the unrelenting/interminable flame zealously smouldering in the night sky.
She rekindled my dying ember of lingering hope, in the existence of people like her.
Serendipity.
Ami Shae Jun 2015
tried to save you that one last time--
you told me it would be in vain,
but i stubbornly refused to believe
that i couldn't erase your pain.

did every thing i knew to do--
held you in my arms all night long
and still i just couldn't win --
seems all my efforts were so wrong

but now that you're gone and no longer with me
i sit and weep my heartfelt tears
and i cannot help but wonder what if
we'd just had a few more good years...?
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