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New.
A small pithy three letter word,
And yet it brings with it,
Great promise, possibilities, growth,
Abundance,
And joys galore.
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New.
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A way of thought process,
That enriches,
Nourishes,
Revives,
Refreshes,
And LOVES.
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The "new" year is about to make its entrance
Upon us all.
The year of the snake sheds its skin,
For us all,
So that we may experience the gravity
Of "new" hopes,
Joys,
Dreams,
Beginnings,
And yes, sorrows too.
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I package the old and less hopeful
Dreams,
Joys,
And sorrows,
With love and care,
I tuck them into a safe shelter
With the promise of "new",
And I welcome the wonder and excitement
Of what the universe has in store for
The coming days.
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The memories of the old and torn pieces
Remain forever glorious in their shining
Recollection,
As I carry them with me,
Forever
"New".
And when I reminisce
Upon their well worn edges,
Withered and frayed from
The strain of creating the beauty of their possibilities
That will continue to evolve,
I will accept with open arms,
The gifts they left behind
With new joy,
New hope,
New promise,
And new possibilities for them to grow into
All that makes this universe
New...
Beautiful,
And worth living in.
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New.
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I feel brand new* after
I feel brand new* after reading this excellently wise and giving piece! hugss great write!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
New....
Each day I scan the vastness of the ocean on which I sail
Trying from sunrise to sunset to perceive some change
Alas ! the morning and setting sun look almost the same
Makes me truly wonder if my fuzzy mind is playing a game
Sometimes I go to sleep and wake up at sunset and wonder
If it is sunset or sunrise? I look out for the fluttering sea birds
When I hear none I think it's time I drowned in some words
All days are the same at sea all nights the same on the ocean
Tiny ripples,violent storms are the only changes which I see
So I stop thinking of "New" and "Old" and just let things be
~Yaz~crazy~friend~forever~
©bishu
Lovely, bishu. All around
Lovely, bishu.
All around us every second all things change,
And people have learned to
Fight,
Fight,
Fight,
To make sure they remain the same,
So they continue to play the game,
And by doing so,
Remain
Insane.
-peace-
..;-)
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Silent sentinels
The silent sentinels of the skies above
Changes ever so slowly for man to fathom
Astronomers say that stars move with time
But how is it we can't feel the movement?
The earth is moving -rotating and revolving
Oft I think which is the right side up
Then I ask people who call me names
Dear nightyliighty please don't play games!!
~Yaz~totally~insane~friend~holding~on~to~the~upside~down~earth Haw..haw..haw................... Go on gear up for Chrissy .......
©bishu
Inspirational - I enjoy the
Inspirational - I enjoy the newness of the moment. Nice! And it's new.
That is a good one. The
That is a good one. The newness of each moment. Ah...bliss. Leave it to Carl's romantic mind to remind be of such beauty. Thx for reading, love.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Newness
So much hope in there - a view turned to the future - new tech, new discoveries, and the oldie but goodies, joy and hope and promise. There is so much light here - Be well, Lady A
Yes... hope a must in the
Yes... hope a must in the pocketbook...always. thanks for reading M'lady A!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "