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"travler" poems
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Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC
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Between the rocks beneath a mountain the calmest dark upon her chest where eyes don't stare or fingers grasp the sleeping queen, she rests. "Oh, to be found in the shadows by a prince of unknown grace. To be taken to his castle with the sun upon my face. "Perhaps a farmer or a youth then cleaned by ***** hands and brought as a gift of wonder and awe to a love in humbler lands. "Perhaps an artist, -a troubled one whose craft is life and duty. Whose heart is filled with heavy burdens and art is filled with beauty". Tectonic plates, they rumble she gives a lazy yawn as a glimpse of light now reaches in to reveal the naked dawn. And with the dawn an arm extends to lift her from her bed. The bony fingers carry gently the queen that never wed. "Perhaps an unlucky homeless man whose clothes are rags and tatters. Whose sole possession is me, a diamond, and I'll be all that matter". In a village in the deepest jungle a travler finds a treasure in the hand of a homeless man beyond all Earthly meassure. He says: "Do you know what that rock is worth?" The homeless says: "I can't, I lost my sight in the war, you see but she feels good in my hand". And he worshipped her all his days untill he passed away and in his humble will he asked she be placed in his grave. Still she dreams, that sleeping queen of princes, farmers and artisans. But she always shines her brightest when she dreams of the homeless man.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
What Diamonds Dream
So the betroden travler Relieved himself of guilt And learnt much about how he was built To late he feared for problems past. But the angel told him this solution would last "Go forth and find your wings " The doubltless angel smiled "It's been to long. You where but a child.." And realizing be was among his kin. The travler applied a massive grin "We are the angels of life truth and love , And without our wings we fly like doves Powered not by hate. But by love "
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 5:05 PM UTC
The man who found his wings II
Lost in your thoughts and dreams heading somewhere that never seems to be reached...      Write to me when you make it there, so that I know it's possible.
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC
To you, the travler
Could there be a lonelier soul? A wondering travler? Could there be a greater pain? The sun never rises On cold stormy days Yet the critics laugh Say the sun's too bright I'll stare at them and say At least the sun shines on you whereas I have never felt the warmth The blinding Breath-taking heat of that one summer's day Could there be a more distressed soul? Then the one who has never touched light?
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Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 4:31 PM UTC
Light
Woe lone beach travler The anwser you seek Is much to deep For i am only the sea I can only cover an mask Your burning question you must ask Will never be answered while you hold so fast For i am only the sea I can not carry thee Cast it away And do not stray This is the only way.
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Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
Woe #3
You are magnificent You are a travler of lives You are The SOULMaker Mendi mg the broken Blending the healing You are a blaze across My summer night skies Light ing up the moonlight fingertips
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Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 9:56 PM UTC
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