Best Connection Poems

Some days pour like water from a teapot...
Other days like thick syrup from a spoon...
When you miss someone so much you can't stop...
Those feelings in your stomach bounce to a sad tune...
Your eyelashes batting to a sound I have to write too...
No time for missing...

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So much is lost in time.
Words are taken  in the wrong meaning.
Soon te bridge is but a scar of memory.

Sweet moments but a fargone reflection none of which
I choose to recall.
the laughter stale as the beer in this smoke filled room.

Music heals but stabs...

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Peace
Quiet reflection
Internal connection
External reaction
Time for visual extraction
Wisdom from the pearl
Of harmonious being
Searching and seeking
For the truth of life's meaning

Bright colors of the aura
Shine through the soul
Rainbows on the heart
Beaming spirit
Senses are awakened
Lost souls foresaken
Looking for past loves
To release the pain from before
Deep memories to explore
Internal...

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When you're feeling all alone,
And things aren't going right
Look for that warm glow inside,
To get you through the night!

That's the love I give to you
It's yours to always keep
To have and hold all the time,
Even when you sleep!

If you look inside your heart,
It won't be...

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My guardian seraph way up high in heaven’s sky,
you have beautiful ivory wings, who taught you to fly?
I considered you my angel while you were alive and well, 
I guess through death angels never whisper goodbye. 
Now on a golden mount next to the Lord...

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In the gloomiest of nights
We navigate the unknown.
Bound by a shared purpose
Our hearts have grown.
 
Without talking, we survive.
I grunt and squeak.
She hints at an adventure.
Her odds of making it home are bleak.

Her words are a balm.
Healing wounds unseen
With every step we bestow
We're building a bond,...

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My heart skipps a beat, 
My mind, on the gorgeous hazel sunfilled eyes of my love,
recapturing the moments in my mind, 
where we made love, without making love. 
skin pressed to skin, 
lips pressed to lips, 
eyes never wavering, staring endless; 
our voices quiet and...

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hope dwells in my heart
a flame lit deep in my soul
essence of my life



Submitted for contest 2 OR 3 LINE POEM sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - November 17, 2017...

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In raw dawn I emerge
crow-thoughts
pecking skull-bone
black as plowed earth.

Farm-stench floods –
dung, hay and blood –
primal musk of life
and death intertwined.
Yet in this first breath
of day there’s a peace
and so stillness
rising from the land
like a satin prayer.

Twin mountains loom
granite-toothed giants
gnawing at the pale sky’s
underbelly.
I but a...

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I travel back to a nascent time,
when bairn girl sojourner twins arrived.
Born from their earth mother’s womb, 
embodied by Mother Nature’s bosom.
Goddesses embraced by the Universe.
Dualism beyond the physical world
Their essence of silvery stars, 
sends love’s chemical reactions.
Their beatific smiles so warm and inviting,
and magical...

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Your laughter dances like the morning breeze,
A gentle balm that heals my hidden pain.
Your touch, a summer's kiss upon the trees,
Brings life to places cold as winter's reign.

Within your gaze, a universe unfolds,
A symphony of stars that brightly gleam.
In your embrace, my weary soul finds...

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I am but an ancient tree
Upstanding in my singularity
Ordained by the forest of my forefathers
I am full spread reaching for the sun
The light of 4.6 billion years never done
The source of all things living

Blanketed in the first snow of countless seasons
Branches laden with the weight...

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A feller I met with a twinkle in his eye 
Quite the enigma you see.
Said, "I ain't got no dough... not a single penny!"
Said he, "ain't got no cash... not a single plug for a cup o' tea."

"Couldn't buy you no drink / not even...

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TELL me, dear, everything which occupies you
LAY each piece out, display your soul
SELL me utterly all components, oldest to new
SAY absolute etirety, without any toll

FEEL my hands reaching musty content gently 
DRAWN out painlessly, your dark place
REVEAL shame and sins as though incidentally
TORN from humiliation...

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The oldest voices whisper below the ground.
Hands pull on roots — wind-beaten, gnarled —
stories woven through the fabric of time.
Bark peeled slick, leaves flattened,
the wisdom of what makes whole lies
between finger and thumb,
passed along like a flame, a prayer.

But the soil only knows part of...

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