Archive for January 2017

~~ The Page ~~   5 comments

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Now is a quiet time

A place for verse

A space for rhyme.

What better way

In heart and mind

To end the day.

The day is ended

Work is done

Wrongs are mended.

The evening sky

In star filled dark

Asks not why

We search for love

‘neath silver moon

And stars above.

In this blissful peace

We find solace

(and) all else will cease.

The spirit inside

Finds its release

And no longer hides.

Words flow easily

The dream begins

And the page is filled.

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GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY !

Posted January 18, 2017 by PapaBear in Experiences, Personal, Poetry, Uncategorized

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~~ Good Night   4 comments

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Veranda - Buena Vista - Biloxi

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Sweet Dreams

Sleep doesn’t come as I close my eyes

I still see the moonlit starry skies

And hear the faint melody of the band inside

As we dance on the beautiful balcony outside

Another slow waltz, as we glide ‘cross the floor

And quietly slip away through the veranda’s back door

Was not in our mind to spend the night at a dance

When under the moonlight we dreamed of romance.

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~~ Broken ~~   2 comments

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I went to sleep…, and as time passed all seemed well

Then came the morning light and I was awoken

To find that the world that seemed so well

Was all around me….., broken !

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Broken governments

Broken schools

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Broken society

Broken people

Broken toys

Broken glass

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Broken dreams

Broken hearts

Broken lives

I felt paralyzed.

I could only look upward to the skies

Only to find sad grey clouds filling my eyes

Looking around me to realize

That I too was broken…

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Posted January 14, 2017 by PapaBear in Uncategorized

~~ One Candle ~~   2 comments

Candle and hands

It was a cold and dreary night

All hint of warmth was gone

Just one candle for warmth and light

It had to last until the dawn

But that candle is you

And it is enough for me

Capture

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Posted January 10, 2017 by PapaBear in Uncategorized