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The Haunted Heart
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Nov 2, 2009 9:25 am
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The "novelty" wears off from what we're told
that dreamy draw that tapers off and wanes
the call of which to leave us good and cold
to think that now but memory that remains.
To contemplate the past can bring its tears
a sudden surge that takes us by surprise
a lightning bolt the rushing of the years
the thrust of time that has no compromise.
But still somehow some things are holding fast
such precious things that time will not erase
should some insist we're living in the past
when vows we made were not a passing phase.
The haunted heart as well a mourning dove
implied the ache that's also known as love.
-Richard
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The Apprentice
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Nov 1, 2009 4:44 am
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She hears the wind and compliments the Void
– a hollyhock unfolding like it must –
the autumn scape that's there to be enjoyed
its purple hues such treasures she can trust.
She's willed herself unto the Grand Estate
whereby the rays so warming and so wide
an inner urge to search and celebrate
in openness while taking things in stride.
Descends the night retained the golden rays
and so she steps in confidence, and cool,
the dashing dance a billion stars ablaze
an angel's breath that vents her vestibule.
One moves ahead in incremental mode
and so she builds as bounties are bestowed.
-Richard
Nov. 1, 2009
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As Well A Seer
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Oct 30, 2009 7:45 am
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The baton twirls inside her precious hand
the dream alive that's set her heart ablaze
far more afoot than some might understand
who'd see in this a child that merely plays.
She's in her stride and discipline is key
a quickened pulse a stimulating surge
so deftly done the draft is destiny
and that itself is what instills the urge.
Somewhere in time a woman will be grown
made way for things now absent at this stage
but there and then she'll come into her own
tomorrow's tome that borrows from this page.
The baton twirls to sparkles in her eyes
as well a seer for what that signifies.
-Richard
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The Mystic Mile
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Oct 24, 2009 4:34 am
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An oddity the way we'd set the bar
the mystic made a gallivanting lout
it matters not he's dancing on a star
and holds the key to what it's all about.
Perhaps in time we'll come to understand
the thoughts he thinks upon the midnight hour
the butterfly that's sleeping in his hand
because he's come that creature to empower.
No fear is found inhabiting the soul
but disconnect wreaks havoc far and wide
and so it goes the picture on the whole
bereft a bridge where troubled waters bide.
An oddity the way we'd bar the door
the mystic mile that shows what freedom's for.
-Richard
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The Trembling Hand
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Oct 23, 2009 4:07 am
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The trembling hand can speak of many things
a fear induced that causes you to shake
an anger felt with what that anger brings
a loving link that makes your body quake.
If fear induced your hand will shake until
you take a stand and face that mighty foe
and say of this you've finally had your fill
and thus its grip has truly got to go.
While anger felt can cripple you awhile
it's borne in you to master your domain
this artless urge to usher down the aisle
till calm alone your corridor contains.
The loving link now that's a different call
for that you'd opt to tremble overall.
-Richard
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Geared To Grow
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Oct 22, 2009 3:18 am
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The drawing board will always call us back
when something's off and needs to be remade
and each in time will show the kind of lack
which makes it clear we sometimes fail the grade.
Experience comes from hurdles all the while
and expertise is something that we learn
with effort made distinguishing our style
from other folks who'll also have their turn.
Perfection's not the mandate in the clause
but that we'd work to resolution's ends
the Universe that has its seals and saws
that beckon us as ever would our friends.
We're geared to grow and growing's what we do
as codes are cracked, unravelled clue on clue.
-Richard
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You Are The Dream
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Oct 21, 2009 11:53 am
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You are the dream that dreamers dream about
the stuff of which rewards forever are
enough to cause a witness stand and shout
an echo heard resound beyond the star!
You are the sun that shines upon the field
the moon that glows as nighttime comes to call
incredible the powers that you wield
that you could stir the soul beyond them all!
You are the words exploding on the page
the poet's pen seen spilling seas of ink
revealed in this what gods alone can gauge
suffice to say it makes a thinker think!
You are the dream revealed in every line
that falls in place inside this work of mine!
-Richard
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A World Of Difference
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Oct 19, 2009 3:32 am
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In a world
of misunderstanding
the spirit of giving may be
eyed with suspicion,
exuberance may be seen
as bravado, and vision
may be deemed as folly.
In a world
that understands,
the music will be heard,
the dance will be experienced,
the poetry will be read, and souls
will be stirred no end.
The world
of the former
is rife with shadows
and little of consequence
happens there,
while the world of the latter
is rife with sunshine,
the same reflected
in the eyes,
observed in the gait,
heard in the laughter.
-Richard
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The Forestry Unfurled
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Oct 18, 2009 7:47 am
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Ignored at home it mattered not a whit
the prophet up to usher in the dawn
a broader world to see that picture fit
and know the mile that messenger was on.
The Universe its splendours to impart
induced the sun to shine upon the earth
with fields aflame to stir the human heart
each man to know the reason for his birth.
Worn well the yoke upon that fellow's frame
his every step to therefore take in stride
alert and light the moth before the flame
with fools alone supposing that it died.
Apart the oak the forestry unfurled
amazing stuff the wonders of that world!
-Richard
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In Tandem With The Sun
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Oct 14, 2009 6:50 pm
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What's preordained will always come to pass
refined the roots of such as see it through
adroit the draft where messengers amass
while giving God his every single due.
We'd see some share and marvel at the deed
described their lot as angels from above
seen systems slick responding at such speed
whence precious peace for linking up with love.
The Universe that's organized no end
(if glimpsed as yet but portions of the "pie")
no pleas unheard but that we'd comprehend
the balance sheet as measured up on high.
Nixed random things when all was said and done
but that we worked in tandem with the sun.
-Richard
Oct. 13, 2009
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