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Poetry by Dove

Thankfulness
Is it the Sun above
the stars and moon
or the grass
beneath your feet?
The trees that wave
the flowers and scents
of the rolling sea?
The child a smiling
at you with
uncertain
laughs and giggles?
Is it the friends
you greet
or family
hugging you so?
Or God above
who really
Blesses you So?


Inside of You
I see the trouble,
the struggle you are having.
A battle in your wary soul,
a fight to find some peace.
No matter how you put your effort,
it all boils down to this.
Is the trial worth the gold,
that is put into your hand?
Your life used to be a playful remedy,
to all that was hurting me.
Now it seems to me,
that it is the other way around.
My love is the salve,
that is rubbed into your wound.
To bring you up from your lonely path,
hold your hand when things are grim.
To wipe away a lowly tear welling in your eye.
And bring your heart tenderly to my side.
Catch you when you fall off the cliff,
save you from yourself.


No where to be found
I have been waiting
biding my time
living out my life
as each day goes by

You have been gone
when you left
was just a short while ago
still everywhere I look
you are no where to be found

The time elapsed
you said you would return
but you are still
no where round

Looking around
I hope I will see
your bright smiling
face look back at me

Missing you much
the days fly right by
as we have some fun
just joking around

With some hugs
and a dance
smiling and a little chuckle
yet no where are you
to be found.


Taken
You are taken....
is what you said that day
when you gave me your heart
and I gave mine back your way.

I am taken...
am with the smile
upon your face was wrote.
as the dimples entrapped
my eyes.

We are taken....
was how we felt
when at last we embraced
your arms surrounding
me so complete.

You are taken....
I beckoned back to you
as we turned and joined
our lives, love, souls
and hearts together.


Darkness
I sit alone listening to the silence,
the cold dark and lonesome night....
it peers back at me... does not answer my cries.
It only looks on as it covers me...
surrounds me with it's tender arms so strong yet,
so unwilling to give of all that it is.
Can I penetrate the dark ness... no.. where would I
begin...
do I surrender myself to it's call..... ever so
beckoning me on...
an offer.... a tug..... a yearn...... a sweet kiss
upon by heart.....
I can not penetrate it, yet I find it seeping into me.


Words
Words jumping in my head ... one after another
and no place to go.
Words all lingering ... in my mind,
which one should I go with .....
or will they run and hide?
Many times I can not find... the one I want,
but still they are there when all else is lost.
How do I say the things.... that are left unsaid?
Or when will the words make it to the pad?
Words after the rain... and in the morning...
sunshine alight... with emotion in the dead of night
All the feelings like the nerves in a body raged and
torn,
sensations running to the ink of a page.
Wondering will the words remain....
or gently flit away?


Worlds Apart
Sitting here wondering
what makes the day so splendid...
The light that illuminates through
the sky, the clouds that pass
us by.

And where is the night
in the grand scheme of things.
Do not the stars twinkle
above the world so high.
The moon hanging on the grand
view so divine.

Yet in my life I see..
that there is you and me.
We are so different
in all that we do.

Who is the sun,
and who is the moon?
The sun does not meet the moon,
as does the moon meet with the sun.


Dancing
Dancing
on the twilight
of the crystal green sea
the light that bounces
off the waves
sparkling, gleaming
twinkling, radiant
with the glow
of the moon
prancing, delight
laughing
at the lovers
upon the shore
wave touches thier
feet as they walk
along the shore
the firey flame
upon the hearts
is burning from
passion set inside.



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