Tag: longing
member name: John Doyle
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August 02, 2006 07:42 AM EDT --
In the oppressive heat of the night
He longed for her
To reach out and touch her
To kiss her, to love her
But she was not there
Would she ever be?
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October 01, 2006 03:33 PM EDT --
A Shattered Dream
(based on a true incident)
The depth of my disappointment
Knew no bounds
Through the long hours of weighting
Feeling all of the sensations of desire
In body and . . .
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October 08, 2006 12:54 PM EDT --
There are days
When the landscape
Of this poet's mind
Resembles a desert
More than green fields
And flowered meadows
Dry hot winds
Seem to suck all joy
And peaceful creativity
Out . . .
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August 03, 2006 11:46 AM EDT --
( With a nod to Christopher C.)
Like the faint aroma of unseen roses
Like a phrase from an almost remembered love song
Peace floats just ahead of our consciousness
Waiting to be apprehended. . . .
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October 10, 2006 01:23 PM EDT --
Borne on the summer breeze,
The hoary capped dandelion seeds
Fly on their way
Filled with life, they care little
About their destination
Sustained with a knowing
Their purpose will . . .
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August 24, 2006 12:10 PM EDT --
(This poem was written in happier days for me. But it is that time of year again and I need to remember)
There are poems . . .
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August 24, 2006 11:50 PM EDT --
Like a woodland nymph
She spins away from his touch
Like the will of the wisp
She is there shining brightly
Only to disappear again
August 24, 2006
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August 31, 2006 11:10 AM EDT --
Mr. Sun embraced the world with his warmth
The trees danced in the breeze
And my heart sang songs of rejoicing
When ever I thought of you
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September 03, 2006 12:51 PM EDT --
A Possible Merger
Like a woodland nymph
She skips through the forest of my life
Always hiding behind the hedges of my thoughts
Always illusive fading in and out
Coming and going but always . . .
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September 09, 2006 12:27 AM EDT --
The full moon hovers
Over the quiet summer night
And I am alone
Great silver wings have taken
My muse to the setting sun.
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October 02, 2006 02:05 PM EDT --
Careful Consideration
It has taken a lifetime of pondering
For some elements in one's life
Need to be thoughtfully considered
Weiging the total impact
Not only on one's self
But on . . .
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October 15, 2006 11:33 PM EDT --
The dry leaves swirling
In the cool Autumn breezes
Full moon shines its light
I wish we were together
Just holding one another
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August 05, 2006 03:18 PM EDT --
Reigning supreme at the summit of the glorious mountain of Love,
Agape shrouds herself in mist and mystery.
But like the Theophany of Sinai, She makes herself known
With lightening flashes . . .
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August 05, 2006 06:49 PM EDT --
The intensity
Of Love?s flame consumes the brave
Giving them rebirth
But to the fearful who gaze
Only a fearful ballet
Of menacing dark shadows
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August 24, 2006 12:39 AM EDT --
Gazing at the golden path
The late summer moon spills across the lake
He reflects sadly on a love affair
That will probably never be
And wonders why
August 24, 2006
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August 25, 2006 03:37 PM EDT --
The sun has set beyond the western horizon
Still showing the shafts of red and yellow and purple
That the old mountain men used to call fire in the sky
When they reflected behind the snow capped . . .
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August 27, 2006 08:08 AM EDT --
The rain's gentle sound
Turns to a noisy torrent
As I awake thinking of you
Was I dreaming of you?
Who can say.
Will I dream of you?
Oh my yes
August 27, 2006
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August 27, 2006 02:15 PM EDT --
He didn't even know he was climbing a mountain
Until she pointed it out to him
All he knew was that for many years
He was trying to follow a path
Shrouded in darkness and sorrow and a feeling . . .
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September 09, 2006 02:37 PM EDT --
Transformation
The rising sun's rays caress her hair
Golden beams melding with silver gold
As she stands in the dawn she is transformed
Into a being almost celestial
And I wonder, . . .
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September 16, 2006 09:25 AM EDT --
A million stars light the bowl of the sky
A thousand "beefs" bedded down for the night
Night hawk takes up his rounds, softly crooning.
High in the sky the full moon,
That . . .
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