Tag: love
group name: peaceandjoy
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October 09, 2008 02:23 AM EDT --
Today I'm blue thinking of you
Because you're far away
So I search the sky and heaven on high
And then begin to pray
May your nights be delights . . . more
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April 11, 2007 02:15 PM EDT --
He stood looking down at her
As she lay in her casket
In front of the altar in their parish church
She looked so beautiful
Not the way she looked the day she died
Tired worn and haggard. . . . more
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April 14, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
(I may have put this up before but tonight I just got to thinking about horses, the mustangs of the American west. To me they are more a symbol of America than the bald eagle. And like . . . more
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June 27, 2007 03:13 PM EDT --
Acknowledgment
I have lived long
Traveled far
And learned much
But the greatest sources
Of my knowledge even wisdom
Are two wonderful women
A calico Kitten
And a black . . . more
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April 14, 2007 11:55 PM EDT --
(This is another poem written in "Cowboy Poetry" form. This is a unique American style that grew out of the long nights on the cattle drives. It very rarely shows up in English . . . more
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July 03, 2007 11:35 AM EDT --
Is This Woman Real?
Is this woman real
Or dream stuff born of desire?
Shining star bright
In the darkness of my lonely world
Oh yes she is very real
Flesh and bone . . . more
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May 07, 2007 11:30 AM EDT --
The pilgrim poet, following the path
Laid out by Lady Diana's magic
Through barren and lonely landscape
Came at last to a high walled city.
He sensed that within this city lay
The end of his loneliness . . . more
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May 04, 2007 04:39 PM EDT --
White Cherry blossoms
Covering my front walkway
Spring is passing through
May 4, 2007
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June 27, 2007 10:04 AM EDT --
True compassion is born
In the blazing clarity of Kensho
That moment when you experience
Your own true nature
That moment when you experience
All things as they truly are. . . . more
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July 23, 2007 02:59 PM EDT --
Was it merely the moon
Or was it the heady wine?
Did they both dissolve
All of our futile restraint?
You swept back your hair
With a defianf brush
As your bosom heaved
And your wanton sleeve slipped
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July 04, 2007 07:20 PM EDT --
I always feel sad on Independence Day
The kind of sadness one feels
When awakening from
A particularly passionate dream
And finding you are in bed alone
And very likely to remain . . . more
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December 21, 2007 09:03 AM EST --
It doesn't matter who you are
Rocketman or superstar
When you've been hit by cupid's aim
Your soul's ablaze with passion's flame
Of love, desire, in swirling gyres
Of taste . . . more
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April 21, 2007 12:49 AM EDT --
Although she is far so away
And sometimes even invisible
I can feel her healing light
As it surrounds me, and caresses me
And though she is untouchable,
My Lady Diana, her warmth . . . more
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May 27, 2007 11:03 AM EDT --
The stone is cast into the pond
The splash is heard
The ripples spread out in ever widening circles
And then they are gone.
How like the ripples
Are the currents disquieting . . . more
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July 07, 2007 03:14 PM EDT --
Lady each morning when I awake
My consciousness is filled with your radiance
When you are happy, I rejoice with you
When you are sad, I long to hold you
And chase your tears and fears away . . . more
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April 12, 2007 09:06 AM EDT --
I feel too much.
i have an archive of saved messages
from the people whose voices i'm afraid of losing.
my head and my heart never get along.
my best friends are my mom and dad
i put way too much . . . more
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June 10, 2007 11:45 PM EDT --
The sound of her voice
Creates tremors of pleasurable joy in me
I wonder what her caress would bring
Her embrace, her kiss
Perhaps something to consider in my dreams
June . . . more
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August 31, 2007 04:34 PM EDT --
Our bond is harder than a diamond and stronger than any steel
I would not ever betray you and I tell you how I feel
We have lived . . . more
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April 09, 2007 07:30 PM EDT --
When my lover sleeps
I dream of ocean mist
The tangy scent of moonlit moisture
Seeps through the breeze
Remnants of overcast oils
Still slick where we lay . . . more
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March 26, 2008 01:11 AM EST --
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My heart beating
A sweet tattoo in time
As your presence expands my soul's
Vistas
Copyright 2008 Jim Ross
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