Least Read Poems About Peace
#peace
Season of the Soul
Winter does again splinter
my raging mind
help it once more find
balance
Blanketed by snow
helping me to know
its chill...
the blessing of warmth
The crackle of a fire
the comfort of a spire
seeing my very breath
in front of my face
Feel the comfort of place
under my feet
this intellectual retreat
from the urban onslaught
Lessons once forgot
return again anew
revealing what is true
in this season of the soul
my raging mind
help it once more find
balance
Blanketed by snow
helping me to know
its chill...
the blessing of warmth
The crackle of a fire
the comfort of a spire
seeing my very breath
in front of my face
Feel the comfort of place
under my feet
this intellectual retreat
from the urban onslaught
Lessons once forgot
return again anew
revealing what is true
in this season of the soul
#winter
#nature
#snow
#peace
#spiritual
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Evergreens
They rule each winter
while others merely splinter
under the weight of laden snow
lining these ski trails
Now white as full sails
in a most bitter January gust
each engendering a deep trust
with their rustic verdant hue
Beneath this sky of blue
ever serene in their evergreen
while others merely splinter
under the weight of laden snow
lining these ski trails
Now white as full sails
in a most bitter January gust
each engendering a deep trust
with their rustic verdant hue
Beneath this sky of blue
ever serene in their evergreen
#trees
#winter
#nature
#peace
#WritingPoetry
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The Listening Place
This large circle of trees
keeps out the cold breeze
along with the noise
of others with their drowning
For distant city noise
with all that it destroys
makes its jumped claim
on who we are
Making me travel far
into any sheltered wood
surround myself with the good
conceal myself in the silence
If only to escape the violence
of an aural assault
return to this arboreal vault
where my poetry can keep
With dreams no longer asleep
I listen to the dew glisten
finally...
keeps out the cold breeze
along with the noise
of others with their drowning
For distant city noise
with all that it destroys
makes its jumped claim
on who we are
Making me travel far
into any sheltered wood
surround myself with the good
conceal myself in the silence
If only to escape the violence
of an aural assault
return to this arboreal vault
where my poetry can keep
With dreams no longer asleep
I listen to the dew glisten
finally...
#trees
#nature
#peace
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Mimosa
You greet me each day
while I make my way
along my long walk
granting me another smile
As I remember island times
where life and all its rhymes
flowed carefree
like a leeward breeze
When I leapt down from the shelf
finally embracing myself
all that I am
all that I am not
Those walks along the North Shore
always revealing more
in the cool soft lava sand
that treasured my footsteps
That sole year on Oahu
shared everything still true
in orange, green and pink
to provide this...
while I make my way
along my long walk
granting me another smile
As I remember island times
where life and all its rhymes
flowed carefree
like a leeward breeze
When I leapt down from the shelf
finally embracing myself
all that I am
all that I am not
Those walks along the North Shore
always revealing more
in the cool soft lava sand
that treasured my footsteps
That sole year on Oahu
shared everything still true
in orange, green and pink
to provide this...
#peace
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#SelfDiscovery
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A Better Tomorrow
What of these cards a man be dealt
a twisted fate no longer felt
raging river or endless sea
he seeks alone his destiny
And facing death, eights and aces
so many familiar faces
dance aimlessly through memories
they whisper to him in the trees
Despite the road, we journey forth
a simple path without a course
wandering minds so colorful
he pushed the pen and felt the pull
Into a world of poetry
where thoughts are scribed so eagerly
amidst the backdrop of sorrow
he writes a better tomorrow
a twisted fate no longer felt
raging river or endless sea
he seeks alone his destiny
And facing death, eights and aces
so many familiar faces
dance aimlessly through memories
they whisper to him in the trees
Despite the road, we journey forth
a simple path without a course
wandering minds so colorful
he pushed the pen and felt the pull
Into a world of poetry
where thoughts are scribed so eagerly
amidst the backdrop of sorrow
he writes a better tomorrow
#determination
#love
#peace #sadness
#peace #sadness
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Better Days
Golden willow weeping lowly
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
#healing
#peace
#sun
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Beyond
What does lie
there ...
after the exhale
after the blink
after the nod
Some revelation by God
How She intends things
a glimpse of Her strings
behind the cut out stage
behind the painted scene
Some grand revelation
or even grander creation
a moment ever true
still filling our view
yet just
beyond
there ...
after the exhale
after the blink
after the nod
Some revelation by God
How She intends things
a glimpse of Her strings
behind the cut out stage
behind the painted scene
Some grand revelation
or even grander creation
a moment ever true
still filling our view
yet just
beyond
#peace
#spiritual
#SelfDiscovery
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Waterfalling
Endless streams
prompt eternal dreams
buoyancy
is a state of mind
Allows me to find
this sense of peace
sweet celebratory release
within this tropical flow
Sharing all that I know
with the puffy clouds
far from the stuffy crowds
hemmed in by all that concrete
Enjoying my warm day
in the usual way
floating on my back
relishing the dazzling sun
Feeling these auric rays
as I now escape the maze
of this prosaic world
with the poetry of life unfurled
prompt eternal dreams
buoyancy
is a state of mind
Allows me to find
this sense of peace
sweet celebratory release
within this tropical flow
Sharing all that I know
with the puffy clouds
far from the stuffy crowds
hemmed in by all that concrete
Enjoying my warm day
in the usual way
floating on my back
relishing the dazzling sun
Feeling these auric rays
as I now escape the maze
of this prosaic world
with the poetry of life unfurled
#happiness
#water
#nature
#peace
#LifeAsAWriter
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Loch Lomond
It still seems these mystic dreams
rule the day
rule this cragged land
guided by a subtle hand
As the Scottish mist
closes its grey fist
seizes the morning
in the muted sunrise
While I await the surprise
now still emerging
with all of its urging
all of its promise
That despite all the gloom
the heather will bloom
twice in a year
dapple again the highlands
While down here below
I savor the flow
of some ancient poem
best read in the gloam
rule the day
rule this cragged land
guided by a subtle hand
As the Scottish mist
closes its grey fist
seizes the morning
in the muted sunrise
While I await the surprise
now still emerging
with all of its urging
all of its promise
That despite all the gloom
the heather will bloom
twice in a year
dapple again the highlands
While down here below
I savor the flow
of some ancient poem
best read in the gloam
#water
#nature
#peace
#confessional
#travel
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The Sound of Still Water
This calm
placid silence
its act of defiance
to this turbulent world
placid silence
its act of defiance
to this turbulent world
#water
#silence
#nature
#peace
#confessional
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Wintered Solstice
The low point of this year
with the sun at its nadir
is a solemn time to reflect
a time to attend to all I neglect
Bits of future, past and present
swirl together with joy and lament
all I have lost and I have gained
forged the me that has remained
Left here most grateful in my heart
as the solar zenith will once again start
with the sun at its nadir
is a solemn time to reflect
a time to attend to all I neglect
Bits of future, past and present
swirl together with joy and lament
all I have lost and I have gained
forged the me that has remained
Left here most grateful in my heart
as the solar zenith will once again start
#hope
#winter
#peace
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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White Marsh
It was my favorite place to go
when I had nothing to show
nothing I needed to prove
within this life so tongue-in-groove
A quiet place tucked away
where I could spend the day
alone where no one could see
all together with only me
Far away from the bustling crowd
reciting my fresh poetry out loud
perfecting each line of rhyme
within a plenitude of free time
Sitting cross-legged on the shore
finally needing nothing more
than paper, pen and ink
all of this quiet in which to think
...
when I had nothing to show
nothing I needed to prove
within this life so tongue-in-groove
A quiet place tucked away
where I could spend the day
alone where no one could see
all together with only me
Far away from the bustling crowd
reciting my fresh poetry out loud
perfecting each line of rhyme
within a plenitude of free time
Sitting cross-legged on the shore
finally needing nothing more
than paper, pen and ink
all of this quiet in which to think
...
#nature
#peace
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Peace