Best Beginning Poems

with each crest of a wave
forming white crystal peaks
she weeps, inhales, let's go.

beneath a star studded vista
a resplendent guiding light
arms open, palms up, she is...

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What is the meaning of it all?
If I told you, you’d surely bawl.
Cry like a baby, yes you would,
If all of truth you understood.

Truth can...

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I open my door to a brand new year,
and take a first step with jubilant glee;
a new beginning-  want to jump and cheer!
Of all...

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The dulcet larks in oak trees bring a smile
On cue, here comes the sun melting the grey
I walk you down the garland-bordered aisle
So Mom and...

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Thousand and one Nights
Gothic and Romanesque rose
I call to the Earth
  
The Moment has come
The Choice is no longer mine
By goodness and Love








01.01.2016
A-L Andresen...

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Somewhere in midnight’s nocturnal hallways
As the chill settles down with starlight
While the world stands silent in waiting
There abiding with his flock walks the shepherd
Hopeful in...

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willows weeping
white doves wail
wild wind blowing
black clouds sail

broken dreams
torn and tattered
tomorrows hopes now
trashed and shattered

dying love
don't give up
pray to god
and be tough


Written June 13, 2016...

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We all have a blank page
We have a story that we are writing and
Starting over is a gift so do not fear a new beginning!
There...

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As the morning breaks and day begins
The sun ascends to the sky
A whole new day is born again
Like the billions that have done gone by

The...

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I've been trying to fill this hole deep inside my chest.
I promised I plead but you still left like all the rest.
So here I sit...

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The story I have to tell- was told long ago to me, 
About the creation of the Potawatomi Nation; 
In the beginning the Creator made...

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If I forget, remind me of how things used to be.
   Before the fall of man.
   Before I hired myself as...

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My father was a Poet in his bygone days
there were his ‘Ode to a Kite Hawk’ and poems on Indian ways.
He wrote of love for...

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No end where love's found
no beginning, though there must've been
I can't recall, seems it was always there
going on and on..

No life better known, restless like...

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That which once was and can no longer be,
a vision once seen you can no longer see.
When described as a thought, a memory,
or a seed...

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