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Verd is a 53 year old guy from Waiting, OHIO, USA

Looking for peace. "The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears"

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  • Androxas reviews - StumbleUpon

    Rated 08:03am • 1 review • stumblers, poetry, love, poets • stumbleupon.com



    Just one of the many marvelous reflections on Androxa's pages, Wish I was drifting in azure waters instead of under leaden skies







    Where I Belong

    Closing my eyes
    My mind wanders
    Drifting off
    In daydreams of azure
    I see reflections
    Of myself swimming
    In the deep oceans
    That are your eyes
    Soon my love
    I'll be drowning
    And should I perish
    Then so be it
    Let the world go on
    Without me
    Because this
    Is where I belong

    Michele Cameron Drew





    Mists In The Mountains
    by Marla Snyder


    Early dawn, the mists are,
    swirling, twirling, damp and gray.
    Surrounding me
    taking me into its arms.
    Calling, beckoning, whispering softly
    it calls to me
    draws me near.
    Telling me I have nothing to
    fear
    I follow, listening, feeling.

    Early dawn, the mists are,
    swirling, twirling, damp and gray
    calling me.
    I feel a presence with me.
    Reaching out my hand, touching,
    grasping,
    warmth and comfort fill my
    being.
    And I know with out seeing
    I have felt love.
    Through the mists you
    reached for me,
    and guided my steps to thee.
    Love filled our hearts,
    and our souls became one.

    Early dawn, the mists are,
    swirling, twirling, damp and gray
    surrounding us.





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  • Not marble nor the guilded monuments (Sonnet 55) -...

    Rated Dec 18 • 1 review • poetry, marble • poets.org







    Not marble nor the guilded monuments

    (Sonnet 55)

    by William Shakespeare





    Not marble nor the gilded monuments
    Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
    But you shall shine more bright in these contents
    Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time.
    When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
    And broils root out the work of masonry,
    Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn
    The living record of your memory.
    'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
    Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room,
    Even in the eyes of all posterity
    That wear this world out to the ending doom.
    So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
    You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes."
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  • GypsyEyess reviews - StumbleUpon

    Rated Dec 12 • 1 review • stumblers, poetry • stumbleupon.com




    From the fine pages of Gypsyeyes

    today

    i sat at the lights

    waiting for permission

    to proceed

    i think of you

    and your heart,

    your soul

    the light is green.


    ~GypsyEyes~




    It's the light that captivates me

    Holds me to this place

    I don't so much see it, as feel it

    If I lay my head on your chest

    I bet I'd hear it

    That fierce glow of your soul..

    ~GypsyEyes~



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  • 8DaveWonders reviews - StumbleUpon

    Rated Nov 30 • 159 reviews • stumblers, poetry, poets, writers, poems • stumbleupon.com




    wonderful poems and photos from one of Su's more talented bloggers




    Distance


    How much distance is there between
    Understanding?
    Sometimes a thought…
    Sometimes a word,
    Or miles of conversation
    That weâ€ve both heard…

    How much time passes while
    Misunderstanding?
    Like navigating down,
    When both our wheels
    they hit the ground,
    Inside we hope for a-safe-landing…

    How much time passes when thereâ€s no
    Conversation?
    Both of us stuck-in-hesitation…
    One or both with reservations…
    Time takes hold like always-never,
    In your world it seems like Forever…

    How much distance is there between
    Me and You?
    Before we add more paint and laugh
    Sit waist-deep in bubble bath
    Or throw our brushes to-the-wind,
    Find someone else and start again?

    The truth is there really isnâ€t any
    Distance
    Let me give you a-for-instance,
    Itâ€s just Me and You
    Putting something
    There
    When we fail Love we
    sometimes act like we donâ€t care
    This is all the distance that occurs
    No love but labels like â€oeHis & Hers”
    How much distance is there between
    Understanding?
    A word we said?
    A time not true?
    There is simply no more distance
    When itâ€s just
    Me & You…


    ©8DaveWonder November 2009
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  • Nude With Pearls by Terry Kelly - ArtFlock.com

    Rated Nov 15 • 1 review • poetry, art, pearls, rumi • artflock.com






    Some Kiss We Want

    There is some kiss we want with
    our whole lives, the touch of

    spirit on the body. Seawater
    begs the pearl to break its shell.

    And the lily, how passionately
    it needs some wild darling! At

    night, I open the window and ask
    the moon to come and press its

    face against mine. Breathe into
    me. Close the language- door and

    open the love window. The moon
    won't use the door, only the window.


    - Rumi, Translator: Coleman Barks











    Among Life's precious jewels,
    Genuine and rare,
    The one that we call friendship
    Has worth beyond compare.

    ~Author Unknown





    by Shakespere
    The liquid drops of tears that you have shed,
    Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl,
    Advantaging their loan with interest
    Of ten times double gain of happiness.




    The pearl is the queen of gems and the gem of queens.





    Black is a pearl in a woman's eye.

    George Chapman
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  • Flickr Photo Download: 101_0046

    Rated Nov 12 • 1 review • poetry, love, brazil, brasil, ocean • flickr.com




    6 days and counting




    Ocean
    by }X{Angel}X{


    the total selflessness of your love
    washes over me in an aqua blue tropical ocean
    wrapping around me with warm and restive arms
    gently smoothing the rough edges
    with soothing fingers that caress my body into quiet repose

    the sun of your smile kisses my skin
    as it melts the icy depths of my heart
    glistening and shimmering a diamond dance
    upon your waters
    lulling my soul into a deep peace

    your voice, the gentle whispers of the wind
    so velvety soft as it rustles my hair
    gliding across my face, to come to rest in my ear






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  • palmedcorals reviews - StumbleUpon

    Rated Nov 08 • 2 reviews • stumblers, poetry • stumbleupon.com




    The apges of poet



    The Muse Conversations

    Pt 18

    Like a marble block you have chiseled away the excess,
    your noble hands extracting my sculpture, slowly
    and with such attention to detail, refining,
    bringing to blossom my once granite features.

    I stood watching your delicate trillium fingers,
    delving deeper into my skin, molding and
    furrowing to the roots, such delicacy the way
    you accentuated these features, carving my flesh
    like earth.

    I could not help but ponder why? Why you would invest
    so much time and effort into this lifeless figure?
    And yet beneath this cold stone exterior, I felt my
    heart stir like violin strings, the adagio you were
    composing with each beautiful chip.

    My armour has been exposed, you the butterfly who
    gave me wings, wings to fly further than the sky,
    to soar where air breathes life.

    To where can I send my gratitude if not to the stars
    that twinkle within your eyes, where do I announce my
    thankfulness for your dexterity, your graceful touch
    that sheds all my pasts, you gave me the light, you
    ushered away all the darkness.

    You are my temple, you are a pillar of soft white kisses, I am pierced eternally by your jasmine presence that builds and lifts me up like a column
    of scented dew.

    I am enamoured by you my architect, my darling
    luminous cloud of silver linings, to you there is no end but only beginnings.



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  • rkssana65s reviews - StumbleUpon

    Rated Nov 07 • 3 reviews • stumblers, poetry, loe • stumbleupon.com




    Simply beautiful pages full or poetry and love




    you are always here inside me
    a little part of you
    i take you with me wherever i go
    and though we may not speak
    i read the words on your lips
    i feel your hands upon my body
    i know the things you want to say
    nothing has changed
    but nothing began
    let me love you
    here
    surround me
    take me like ive been waiting for
    since the day we met
    make me
    make me yours
    carve your name inside my heart
    and show me how we begin



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