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As Time Marches On. The Moon and the Stars in the Sky. Conversing with the stars is easy to do as they gently twinkle above beaming brightly in the dark of night I know the brightest stars I see are smiles of loved ones now in the world beyond reminding me of gladder times as the stars quietly whisper to me.

The Moon and the Stars in the Sky

Down by the Riverside, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Always a Summer of Love. For The Good Times. For The Good Times Little things are the best it’s the simple times we remember better than the rest lazy days when there’s no hurry.

For The Good Times

Summers of Yesteryear, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Sweetest Dreams. Sweetest Dreams My sweetest dreams are always of you when you are far from me I have no sorrow because I can dream of you.

Sweetest Dreams

As Time Goes By, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Be It You or Be it Me. Can You Imagine. Can you imagine?

Can You Imagine

Autumns without colored leaves or winters with no snow springs with no colorful flowers summer without sunshine rainy days without daydreams. Make Me Smile, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Let That Golden Moon Shine. Let That Golden Moon Shine Let that golden moon shine let it glow a mellow yellow somewhere below I know lovers stroll softly radiating.

Let That Golden Moon Shine

When Love is Real, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Sing C’est La Vie. Poetic Words From Afar. A man who was a poet sat upon a river bank and thought how he was an outcast.

Poetic Words From Afar

Recipe of Love, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Deep in the Velvety Night. Weaving a Tapestry of Love. I’d like you to weave your love about me like a tapestry In bright and brilliant colors reflecting how you feel show me that you believe in the love that we share.

Weaving a Tapestry of Love

FIRE ON THE HORIZON. Loving One Another, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Left with Broken Dreams. Lovers through the Centuries. Lovers through the Centuries Though you looked different I would know you in a crowd of a million faces your eyes reflect the centuries that we have known and loved one another they say that you never part and so it is true we’ve walk together the starry path of heaven.

Lovers through the Centuries

Shattered, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Rainy Day Friend. Song Of Understanding. In the quiet of the mornin’ long before the cock does crow the early bird, she comes a singin’ (hard tellin’ what she knows) Seems to me, her tweets are secret- coded notes with birdy words so concise and quite direct the foreign language that I heard I bet, she often wonders if.

Song Of Understanding

The Vision of Poets. The ancient eavesdropper. Degrees of shade Birds chase cloudslike errant arrowsthe sky fletched with feathery cirrus.

The ancient eavesdropper

A crow stalks insects —amid a fieldof fading dandelions —white dwarfs &black shadows. No canopy the sameeach leaf unique degrees of shade. He was higherthanakitestuckin a tree —no stiffwindor loftedstonecould shake himdown. The River, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Reflecting on a Glass of Wine, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Searching Far and Wide. Forget Me Not, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Doing the Dance of Joy, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry.

Always Love You Forever. Retracing My Steps, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Simply Roll Me Away. The Day Love Came Knocking on the Door. Nature’s Symphony, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Never Being Sure. In My Wildest Dreams, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Our Love Like a Candle. Our Love Like a Candle Our love like a candle flame burns strong and bright at the best of times the flame of our love so strong makes our passion flare again and again. Peace, love and patchouli. She sings her song Dressed in jewels falling Like mermaid tears Glittering on sand. She builds her castles The higher ground shifting Still washes out to sea Lights flicker within Then upon crashing waves die. She swims to far horizons Searching for the past she left Needing to cast away The pain it brings Like sad treasures on the sand Rolling below Lost.

She sits alone The rocks under moonlit skies And watches the shapes move about She is invisible to their eyes As they search for their own trinkets Oblivious to her existence She slips silently back As the waves move through Erasing any sign That she had been For but a moment Among them. Share this: Peace, love, and Patchouli : the world according to me. IT’S NOT YOU… IT’S ME. “The Life of One” « Creations in Poetry & Words. “The Life of One” Posted on Updated on Unto eternity, this soul does sing- the life of one, so true; of virtuosity it doth bring. On wings of fantasy. Like a Blossom, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Moonlight and Roses. The Wind Whispers Your Name to Me. The Wind Whispers Your Name to Me I knew the moment that you sailed away far from me to the other side it was on the day that the wind whispered your name to me. Love of a Poet. It is not the heart that moves me so, but a spiritual aspect I seek to know. While I may speculate its origin that does not resolve the quandary I’m in.

These words assail my every thought as if some sort of escape is sought. They do not cease, even in my dreams. I am compelled to pen them, it seems. Once they’ve begun their manifestation the poems develop with singular causation. Untitled. Going Home, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Didactic Aphorisms. Wind of Despair. Despite the promises sublime that brought exquisite bliss, I find myself alone, despondent, your gentle love I miss. It echoes ceaselessly inside me like waves caress a sandy shore. Conflicting with the ache I feel. I hunger for you more and more. Haunted by the, “could have been,” on the, “should have been,” I choke.

Disappointed only with myself, being arrogant enough to hope. Full of so many raw emotions, my heart about to burst. Days that stretch ahead of me, are absent joy and devil-may-care . M. Poetic Thoughts, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. The boy and the bush. This week I have been inspired by poets such as Banjo Patterson and Henry Lawson – great Australians from the 18-1900’s. Their work has been published widely with many seeing their poetry as timeless.

Yesterday’s Dreams, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Untitled. SINGERS OF A LOST TIME. We Are As Raindrops. We are as raindrops from Heaven’s sky, scattered o’er plains and mountains high, to collect in pools of common need, flow with fellow souls where they may lead. Some never ask, but wonder why. We are the tears the clouds must cry, witnessing horrors as they drift by.

Impotent, unable to intercede, we are as raindrops. Once we are born, we are free to die, fall to the ground where we will then lie. To sleep among the grass and weed, In groomed pavilions lined and treed. M. A Poem Of Love And Devotion For My Best Friend And Loyal Companion, My Miniature Schnauzer. The Last Time. Living in the Dark, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. The Poetry Channel. I was a bit relieved at the ending of National Poetry Month.

As I have written, prompts are not my chosen method of inspiration for writing poetry. Yet ironically I find myself gravitating toward new challenges. The photo challenge gives me a chance to share what I consider poetic images. This challenge comes from my good blogging friend, Denise, details of it can be found on her very informative, and entertaining, blog, Writer’s Workspace. As We Exist. As we exist words spill into my head. I was always bad at being without words – Even now, when there is no time, no space, and we are tangled together like wires, the words don’t stop – My brain exploding with fireworks of consonants and vowels, transforming into metaphors, living and breathing in my mind. I know that your head is different. A Moment in Time, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Wrong Love, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Contentment. Contentment It was happy and content just to sit and watch. To Live By the Sea. To live by the sea.

Apparition of Love. At Easter. Angels, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Rescued by a New Love. Upon a Gray Day, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Raining on the Roses. You Come to Me, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Taking His Breath Away. The Poetry Channel. A little tenderness. When Irish Eyes Are Smiling - Happy St. Patrick's Day! 8 Scary Ways Alcohol Affects Your Health. There’s no question that alcohol has an impact on your health. In some ways, alcohol good: wine, for instance, has been proven time and again to help your heart. In the other extreme, though, alcohol can be very, very bad. But you don’t have to be a decades-long alcoholic to experience the negative health affects of alcohol. Read on for some of the surprising — and not so surprising — ways that alcohol affects your body. 1. We all know that expectant mothers should lay off the bottle, but women that are looking to get pregnant should avoid the stuff, too. 2.

Moderate consumption may boost your immune system, but anything beyond that, and especially when the alcohol use crosses over to abuse, will suppress your body’s ability to fight off disease. 3. It’s not just liver cancer that heavy drinkers need to worry about. Raining in My Heart, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Saying Good-bye to Love. In the Spring. Mshop.lv - Lietoti datori - HP DC7700 SFF Pentium Dual-Core 2.8Ghz/2048MB/80GB/DVD-ROM/Windows XP Professional Lietots dators.

Rolling Thunder, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Late at night in the dark I swear I was hearing drum beats from above slowly the drum roll sounded till it came to a crescendo the heavens opened wide and Zeus himself, that mighty god threw down the first thunder bolt and lightning flashed across the sky making it as light as day while the rolling thunder came riding in upon wild horses and it was a concerto of clippity, clippity, clop boom, boom, boom as the night sky swirled and twirled in silver and grey lightning flashed and thunder crashed it was quite a mighty storm that came to an end as the first streaks of light showed up above and when the sun like a bright red ball rose up in the morning sky you couldn’t tell that there had been rolling thunder deep into the night © Rasma Raisters.

Truck Driving on Home. The key of the storm: Drifting Clouds. Hello to all ,New friends and old What thoughts theseBy light of Moon? Drifting cloudsAcross the roomThey are not mineBut are anothersSent by my hiddenDarker Mother There then doDark Orbs AppearWatched by thoseWho know not fearFirst spoken ofBy long dead SeerThey come to usEach Seventh Year. Google attēlu meklēšanas rezultāti: Coming Out of the Dark. Piano Magic, a poem by RasmaSandra. All poetry poets - All Poetry. Seeking Love. Google attēlu meklēšanas rezultāti: The Cold of Winter, by Rasma Raisters. Poems by members of Poetry Editors & Poets. Symphony of love the supremes - Google meklēšana. Google attēlu meklēšanas rezultāti: In the summer’s night breeze,~by Sara Isabelle Marie Johansson. Google attēlu meklēšanas rezultāti:

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