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Everything that we admire; surrenders to a greater fire;
A never ending game of score; ignoring what we have for more.

Candlelight was once the height of all romantic glow.
Until one night it met the moon, where lovers go you know.
The moon shone proud and well endowed, until the sunrise came;
Whose brilliant light washed out the night, and put the moon to shame.

A mountain lake, is known to take your breath away to see;
But there it stays for all its days, unchanged unendingly.

While rivers cut their winding paths through canyons made of stone;
And waterfalls ground rocks to dust in roaring fells of foam.

All three bow to the ocean; the queen of waterways.
Whose fame is renowned; The earth around;
Holding court over watery graves.

We all are rare, until compared with what we can’t attain;
Perhaps the test of happiness is natures own refrain;
As the beach embraces tides; to cradle stormy seas;
At peace it lies, with arms spread wide; and would not elsewhere be.
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You are a gift

Contributed by softerware on Sunday, 10th June 2018 @ 10:50:39 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

Everything that we admire; surrenders to a greater fire;
A never ending game of score; ignoring what we have for more.

Candlelight was once the height of all romantic glow.
Until one night it met the moon, where lovers go you know.
The moon shone proud and well endowed, until the sunrise came;
Whose brilliant light washed out the night, and put the moon to shame.

A mountain lake, is known to take your breath away to see;
But there it stays for all its days, unchanged unendingly.

While rivers cut their winding paths through canyons made of stone;
And waterfalls ground rocks to dust in roaring fells of foam.

All three bow to the ocean; the queen of waterways.
Whose fame is renowned; The earth around;
Holding court over watery graves.

We all are rare, until compared with what we can’t attain;
Perhaps the test of happiness is natures own refrain;
As the beach embraces tides; to cradle stormy seas;
At peace it lies, with arms spread wide; and would not elsewhere be.

Copyright Â© softerware ... [ 2018-06-10 22:50:39]
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Re: You are a gift (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 11th June 2018 @ 12:06:18 AM AEST
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Ma, why don/'/t you release a book. I used to write poems with strong rhymes when I started but in my cynicism I seem to have lost that ability now. Your writing is universally relatable and understandable. And the consistency with which you churn out good poems. It takes me ages and a muse to write whereas you knock poems out daily. In short, I admire your ability

Re: You are a gift (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 11th June 2018 @ 05:06:07 AM AEST
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And you are gifted! This is one of those wow poems. I also agree with MG. I/'/m so blown away and impressed how you consistently produce these high quality poems! Thank you for your gifts of wowness.

Tim
😎

Re: You are a gift (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Monday, 11th June 2018 @ 01:48:40 PM AEST
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I/'/m with MG and Tim!
Fantastico

Re: You are a gift (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 13th June 2018 @ 04:37:21 PM AEST
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yeah, what they said.
huggs

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