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realistic
10/5/2001
Our Park Hill
Memories on us of days gone by,
sitting on our park hill,
gazing upon the wonderous blue sky.
Our eyes amazed at what beauty so high.
From wings of the birds,
a refreshing breeze
slipping so softly thru the grass & the trees.
In silence you and I,
knowing all that we've shared,
our Glorious Creator,
who loves us,
put it all there.
So find us a park hill as beautiful as the other,
and I'll meet you one day,
in our home of forever.
~Dearheart~
♥DearHeart�?/nobr>
6/3/2001
The Fabric of Unity
Silken threads
Woven in time
Colours of love
Fibres of strength
Set deep within
The heart and the soul
Eyes that reflect
Hands that touch gently
The unity of knowing
The beauty within
How wondrous this fabric
Humanity's cloth
Intricate meldings
The lace of our lives.
Freespirit November 2002
Freespirit
11/4/2002
Until We Meet Again
Dad, Forever gone from thy sight
but never from thy heart.
Travel ye through eternity
until we meet again.
Our hearts and lives forever entwined,
My love and hopes are with thee until we meet again.
Rest in peace and happiness
For we shall meet again.
With all my Love,
Danny
this is the poem i worte for my dad when he pasted away hope you all enjoy it
dragonsfire
3/8/2004
Spirit
My spirit is soaring like the owl at night, silent, searching and watching me from above.
Protecting me, guiding me. I feel my spirit rise and fall with the wind.
Silent strength, sharp talons and a hunger that won't be denied is testimony to hes wisdom.
Without wisdom, life would end, without strength, famine would prevail.
Without sight predation would occur, without silense all would be detected and destroyed.
Without spirit, all would be dead.
Befriend the spirit and learn the lessons, feel the omnipotence and grandeur of living.
Test the endurance of the body, listen to the silence for the whisper of life.
See the beauty of the land and living.
Seek the wisdom of experience.
Soar with the spirit, run with it, swim in its oceans and sleep in its cradles above the land and under the sky.
Taste of the earth and the salt of the seas.
Breathe of the sweet nectar of life and return to life the spirits taken so more will be here tomorrow.
Take only the old, sick, slow and injured leaving the strong, fast and healthy to survive.
Release all the spirits so they may return and replenish.
These are the laws humans should live by to insure tomorrow.
Love the Light,
Humma Waquesi
-_Humma_-
12/24/2003
Life is a Lesson
by Gloria J. Acord
Life is a lesson
A lesson of how to see the sunshine
When it seems darkness will not fade
A lesson in how to see that tiny bit of good
In things which seem to be all bad
A lesson in letting love wash over all
That hurts and maims
A lesson in how to find hope
Even when everything has been taken away
A lesson in reaching out a helping hand
When there seems to be nothing left to give
A lesson of seeing rainbows
When there seems to be no color left
A lesson in smiling
When there is no smile to be found
A lesson in finding brightness
In everything, no matter how small
A lesson in giving love
Just for the sake of offering it
Life is a lesson
footnote: these two poems were written after an event which cost jobs for people.
copyright for both - October, 2000 by Gloria J. Acord
_WindsofChange�?/nobr>
5/30/2001
The Aftermath
by
Gloria J. Acord
Teardrops have fallen
Smoke is clearing
Ashes sifted through
And slowly lifeforces
Are stirring slightly
Hope dances on the horizon
But it sparkles in the distance
As hearts and minds
Move toward the glimmer
Promising sweet relief
From the depths of shock
And sadness
Recapturing the zest
Which faded with the force
Of untrue actions
Laying low the spirits of many
In the waste lack of compassion
For those left in the aftermath
Of the betrayed
Under the guise of friendship
Torn asunder with the departure
Of all that is never done in love
But in the hearts which hurt
And cramp within
The broken confines of the human form
Stirring in the ashes
Is a sadness for those
Who will never know the warmth
Of a friends love wrapping
Around their spirits and soothing
All that befalls and wounds
As life takes its tolls with those
Who know not how to love.
But those laid so low
Will still bear the pain
Of hurting for the betrayers
Who live in the coldness
Barren of knowledge
Which makes the sun shine bright
And warms the hearts
Of those who still see hope
In all things and reap the rewards
Given because there is no condemnation
In Love.
_WindsofChange�?/nobr>
5/29/2001
A Mothers Love
In your kind andgentle way
You gave me strength and courage
You taught me to care
for the world,
You showed me the power
of faith
And the pleasures of giving
instead of take.
You worried over me
sometimes needlessly.
And I know now
the meaning of your words
A child that is growing
stomps the toes,
But a child that is grown
stomps the heart.
And some of your
silver strands of hair,
I know I helped put there.
Perhaps you didn't say
often enough
Nor, I
I love you..
But I know you did
as I do you,
Because you were
my dear mother.
by Real 2/91
realistic
10/5/2001
I Despair
So Cain killed Abel
And so it begun
Now some men take the right
To kill another mans son
When will this end
When will they learn
Will they accept their sons death
When it comes to their turn
All men have the right to die
For what they believe
But not the right to kill
And make another man grieve
If you want to die for a cause
To show that you care
Then die like the boy
Under the tank in Tienanmen Square
Don't kill a mans child
And expect him to forgive
Because he'd lay down his life
To allow them to live
So where does it get them
All this blood and the hate
It gets their sons killed
As in our grief we retaliate
And so the circle whole
It never does end
As they kill and we die
And we war without end
They wave their fine flags
Their gods and their hate
And the innocent die
Because such is their fate
Woman or man
Girl or boy
When will they see
A life isn't a toy
I grieve and I weep
In the depths of despair
How can they kill
Without even a care
You murder our sons
Leaving just weeping mothers
Isn't it time that you learned
That all men are brothers
by
Pete
_WindsofChange�?/nobr>
9/28/2001
In The Beginning
By
Phoenix
(copyright 1/24/2003)
What awesome sight to fill the sky,
What blinding light did meet the eye;
When from nothing came all to be,
When from darkness, light to see;
Where timeless ages humbly bowed,
Where forever became here and now;
How empty silence awoke to sound,
How lifeless, sprung with life abound;
Why from nothing did all come to be,
Why do we question and cannot see.
_WindsofChange�?/nobr>
1/25/2003
Best Friends
We are two once unknown
brought together on our own
once we met we can't forget
and haven't left each other yet
so we stand together still
addicted to each other like a pill
and we go on together till the ends
because we are and always will be
best friends.
Nancy Martinez
tribemom
10/9/2001
NEVER BE APART
Once I saw you don't you know
I couldn't think or let you go
You came to me and I could see
that all this craziness was meant to be
We went along without a thought
of who or what was wrong or not
we wonder now at a distance
will there be another chance
to be togther forever
to be parted never
instead we go along wondering
if we did the right thing
of letting go what we both knew
was something we should both do
to love each other with all our heart
and never, ever be apart.
Nancy Martinez
tribemom
10/9/2001
The Dance of Life
A composition of creation
This precious gift of life
Wondrous to observe
Faltering steps
Become a symphony in motion
The finding of 'Self'
Merging into the harmony of 'Together'
Reaching out to hold close
The unity of the human state
Through eyes of love and respect
See the splendour of the dance
Together
Apart
Embraced
Enfolded
magnificence in motion and rhythm
Sometimes a wild turbulent celebration
And in a moment a graceful waltz
Sometimes a joyous leap of faith
And then a slow descent flowing to earth
On gentle waves of harmonic resonance
A relection of the pulse of mankind
Then the brilliantr uplifting dance of the Soul
Flowing ever upward
Towards Eternal Light
Free as we have never been
Connected through each heart
Touched by love
We become as one
And share this dance of life
Freespirit
June 2003
Freespirit
6/13/2003
for my neice who lost her unborn child 1995
You slept in darkness
waiting to be born
Surrounded by love
aching arms could not hold.
Gone too soon
you never saw this world
Nor, the loving smile
upon your mother's face.
Sleep, little one
in God's gentle hands
Awake to sweet lullabys,
Angelic song
Your name remembered
in whispered prayer
From trembling lips.
Live, Julia Donna
in His holiest light
Know love reaches through
the universe and on
into eternity.
realistic
6/29/2001
PASS NOT THIS WAY AGAIN
Riding out in the country side
A heavy sadness fills my heart
As the landscape passes by
Asleep, in silent apathy
In empty feed lots and hayfields
Vacant pasture lands and cornfields.
There is a new growth instead
Of trees in sprout, and lifeless structures
That plant their hidden roots
Small towns on down a black new road
Entwine and flourish,
Where family farms once were plenty
A picket sign reads 'property sold'.
Cornstalks that grew, in a straight and even row
To greet a morning sun,
Never again to grow.
I think of the red man who saw
The wagons roll across the prairie,
I feel his great sorrow, a heart in pain
For he too lost a friend
And our fathers said, 'progress'
Back then.
No, quite beauty will not pass this way again.
written by Realistic 17 of Nov. 1991
realistic
6/4/2001
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