Category: Poetry

Twilight’s Wine

Poetry Writing

Twilight’s Wine

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The trees, blushing with some ancient shame, stood still—
As though your beauty drew breath from the air itself.
The wind, a trembling hymn, unwound its thread
Through a brittle ballet of leaves, now pale and dead.
The sun, a jack-o-lantern’s flame, simpered with delight,
As silhouettes quietly sipped from twilight’s wine.
And we, two twines, knitted by the seamstress of fate,
Where light and shadows lingered at the gates—
The forest stretched, a cathedral vast and deep,
Yet in its hallowed halls, the world lay in dream.
We walked for miles, hearts afire—our love, the coal,
In silence, I found you, the keeper of my soul.
This fleeting hour, this day, forever mine—
Though time will ravage all, you stand divine.

Secret Santa

Poetry Writing

Secret Santa

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When winter arrived, and the sky blushed with rosy, pink,
You’d grin and say, “Mrs. Claus must be baking cookies again.”
One Christmas, you made me believe Santa had visited—
You showed me a Polaroid, your proud piece of proof:
From the chimney hung your boots, covered with soot.

One year, Mom whisked me to the mall, where I sat on Santa’s knee,
And I had no idea it was you behind the beard, not the man of my dreams.
All the goodies, tucked gently beneath our tinseled tree.
Each one a treasured memory of love, you gave to us all.
I was lucky to call you “Dad,” a gift I’ll always recall.

Steady on the ladder, you strung the lights with pride.
Each bulb a shimmer in the long winter night.
I only wish our Christmases hadn’t ended so soon.
Everyone knew Mom adored the holidays, but you did too—
And when the first white snowflakes fall, I won’t feel blue.

As the angel children carve in the snow, I see traces of you.

In the Veil of Autumn

Poetry Writing

In the Veil of Autumn

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I wrap my arms around you,
On this crisp, golden day,
Leaves crackle beneath our feet,
Your warmth rivals our lattes.

Pumpkin spice and cinnamon,
Twist in the brisk fall breeze,
A scarecrow stands sentinel,
Guarding the orchard with ease.

We gather the ripest apples,
Then sail fields of flowing rye,
Through rolling hills and meadows,
Under the sun’s soft, amber tide.

Though winter’s chill will soon arrive,
And frost will kiss our skin,
In our hearts, autumn’s fire burns,
A glow that warms within.

Lost Somewhere

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Lost Somewhere

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Once, my spirit wandered free and bold,
Pine-scented winds wove through the trees,
The Rockies stood, silent and old,
A fresh snow kissed each peak.

In the stillness, on that lofty throne,
I sat, a pilgrim to realms unseen,
Cross-legged in lotus, the world’s voice a drone,
While my soul floated like a lily, serene.

I feasted off the land, its purest green,
And drank from the stream where time is slow,
Each drop a memory, each leaf a buried dream,
In a world that’s both familiar and unknown.

We joined hands as the light began to fade,
Sang our hopes to the darkening sky,
But our prayers scattered like whispers in the shade,
Lost somewhere between the earth and the sigh.

Conversations in the Garden

Poetry Writing

Conversations in the Garden

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The elm trees sway under August’s breath,
The sun, a lion with its mane ablaze,
Watches over Summer and Autumn—
Two sisters meeting in the garden’s quiet dusk.
They sip on rosé, tasting memories in each drop,
While crickets play their twilight song.
Their words, soft and fleeting, drift like shadows,
As they wait for their brother, Winter,
Who will soon lay his frost across the earth.
Daffodils now solemnly bow their heads,
As leaves, in their silent fall,
Take on the colors of change.
A chill slips through what has come to pass,
As the elder sky wraps itself in black,
Preparing for the long night ahead.

Harvesting Dreams

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Harvesting Dreams

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In the quiet twilight, dreams take their flight,
A stealthy owl, guiding through the darkest night.
With wings that whisper secrets of the skies,
He soars in silence, ever so wise.

He brings to life what our hearts confide,
Turning wishes into a radiant light.
A lantern glowing in the shadowed times,
Illuminating paths where hope still climbs.

Towards a world of dreams intertwined,
Where aspirations grow, pure and divine.
Like fruit on the vine, ripe and sweet,
From the seeds in our minds, we proudly reap.

Echoes of a Vanished Era

Poetry Writing

Echoes of a Vanished Era

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The Rhinestone Cowboy has lost a stud,
His stallion left him stranded in the mud.
Houdini made his greatest escape,
The magic vanished with him that day.

No more Blockbusters or RadioShacks,
Elvis has left the building, no turning back.
Gone are the days of CDs and iPods,
Michael moonwalked to the stars, against all odds.

You can’t find payphones or call collect,
Good luck watching movies on VHS.
Muhammad floated like a butterfly,
But his sting has been put to rest.

What happened to Teddy Ruxpin,
Ever since Toys ‘R’ Us went bankrupt?
Doves cried when Prince’s purple reign ended,
He’s now dancing in a purple heaven.

Ziggy Stardust now “Ashes to Ashes,”
I don’t even know what’s the new fashion.
Icons fade, but memories are everlasting,
Never forget, it all goes so fast.

Earth Song

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Earth Song

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In the heart of nature, green and serene,
To which every vein of river will lead.
Beneath the sky so vast and blue,
Take a deep breath, it is all here for you.

The whispering leaves, the rustling trees,
The hush of the forests and their secrets.
We tread lightly on paths of earth,
Heavy footsteps make the creatures stir.

With every step, let’s keep it clean,
For all walks of life, not just human beings.
Together, we can make a change,
Even a little goes a long way.

In harmony with nature, hand in hand,
Hearing the earth song, we start to dance.
For a future bright, let’s act today,
Be the light and bring dawn to this new age.

With care and love, our planet thrives,
It will bring tears to Mother Nature’s eyes.
And in her joy, we’ll find our peace,
As thanks for our humility.

Together we’ll protect and mend,
Bring healing all across the land.
With mindful hearts and open minds,
Together, our spirits will bind.

A promise to nature, pure and true,
We will give back everything that we use.
In this shared journey, side by side,
We’re all brothers and sisters in this tribe.

In the heart of nature, green and serene,
We preserve the beauty that we’ve seen.
Beneath the sky, vast and blue,
We’ll keep our world forever new.