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Giant – DP

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The giant is quite beautiful,

magnificent to me,

gentle yet splendiferous,

although you cannot see.

The giant is eternal,

having travelled many years,

through challenges and twists,

some of them with tears.

The giant’s had to overcome,

things that held it down,

fear of failure was impossible,

until bravery was found.

The giant got so big through love,

expanding from the heart,

the giant wasn’t always big,

so very tiny at the start.

The giant’s is so very old,

wise and always right,

watch the giant and listen,

don’t put it out of sight.

The giant is invisible,

yet that giant’s so very true,

the giant is your spirit you see,

it rides along with you.

To Love is..

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To love is a kindness, 

to loves like a prayer,

honesty in love does not compare.

Love is an action given with thought,

a genuine love cannot be bought.

Love may be that tender caress,

then again a soft smile at best.

Love is putting of oneself out,

love is trust without any doubt.

Love is care and charity,

love an emotion we cannot see.

Love is as water to the flower,

love is tenderness full of power.

Love is an animal faithful and true,

forever love that walks beside of you.

Love is care we store deep inside,

love is compassion and softens pride.

Love is an energy with a life of its own, 

love is caring for those alone.

Love is harmony with everything on earth,

love can feed the universe.

 

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New Day

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Each sunset a goodbye, 

each sunrise a greeting.

Dawn bringing with her, 

the gentlest of meetings. 

Adue with one hand, 

the other one waves.

Experiencing new, 

treasure what’s saved.

Cherishing memories, 

but not to the point.

Another won’t fit in, 

new souls to anoint.

Starting the sentence, 

with a capital letter.

A poem of new love,

what could be better.

Painting a portrait,

high in the sky.

That talks of my passion,

to those passing by.

The start of a symphony,

on gentle strings.

Opening to adventure,

a new day begins.

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Is it any wonder?

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Is it any wonder, why I’m feeling like I do.

Everything has changed,

and I am missing you.

Is it any wonder, why I am feeling cold.

I’m feeling like I’m falling,

with nothing left to hold.

Is it any wonder, why I push it all down deep.

Only to resurface,

when I’m fast asleep.

Is it any wonder, that I turned out as I am.

Grateful for what you gave to me

I’m your greatest fan.

Is it any wonder, why I feel this way today.

It’s two years at eleven,

since you went away.

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Misery is Banned – DP

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Any misery today is banned,

I just will not let it in.

I cast it off into the sky,

when I sense it might begin.

Today is for fond memories,

bubbling up and down.

So many very precious,

when I take a look around.

Today the anniversary,

of when you went away.

It rips me up inside,

but I know you couldn’t stay.

Today I’m waiting for a sign,

I’m sure that’s not a sin,

Any misery today is banned,

I will not let it in.

via Daily Prompt: Banned

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Changes

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I’m undoing those attachments,

to things upon this earth.

The estate agent is on his way,

to tell me what I’m worth.

It’s not about the money,

although I’ll need it on my path.

I’m reaching an understanding,  

of that which is the past.

I’m stepping out into the world,

my path has reached a bend.

Realising I have so much to do

before I reach the end. 

So I’m packing up my memories,

I’ll wrap them up to keep.

I can always pull them close to me,

as each night I sleep.

I’m changing what I do in life,

how I earn my money.

Some will say I’m quite mad,

the others think I’m funny.

I’m pulling it all in now,

what I know and have to learn.

I really feel the time has come

for me to make this turn.

Conflicting feelings, going round,

my head is in a spin

But then again excitement,

for the future to begin.

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The Bench

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Today I’ll sit upon the bench 

and spend a while with you.

It’s where we sat when you were here, 

I’ll be thinking too.

Of the lessons I have learnt, 

like those connected to grief.

To make the most of what I have, 

our time on earth so brief.

To treasure each and every moment, 

as if it might be the last.

To not attach to earthly things, 

as all things come to pass.

I will smile as I think of you, 

with memories so strong.

When I go down to that bench, 

will you come along.


Another Day

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Waking up, I’m all alone, 

there’s a deep silence all around.

I turn again into my dreams, 

where such solitude I’d found.

Wrapped in a cleansing blanket, 

kindness is the thread.

Safe there with my memories, 

those love stories in my head.

I wrap myself warm and go outside, 

it’s nature that’s calling me.

I watch as a mother protects her young, 

the greatest privilege to see.

All around the day comes alive, 

with energies abound.

I connect with Mother Earth, 

in this special place I’ve found.

I send out thoughts to the universe, 

the love I send is true.

Two years today since you left, 

I’m still really missing you.


Trees Tale

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The old tree stump connected to me,

from far across the way.

Spoke of years and memories,

so needing to have its say.

A face looked out across at me,

spoke right into my mind.

Of tales of great adventure,

in those years so left behind.

Old witches making poison,

mother nature at her best.

Lovers passion underneath,

winds blowing from the west.

Nesting of many wild animals,

the slaughter of those weaker.

Poachers hiding in the trees,

avoiding angry gamekeepers.

Promises made beneath its leaves,

many broken there too.

Climbing high in the tree so tall,

children swinging their too.

Now it’s chopped and left for dead,

on a piece of open ground.

Screaming out loud to the  universe,

until my mind it found.

 

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