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Thank you for dropping by , and adding your views to my thread, and it is nice to know there is a New Zealand connection as well.
While everyone is more than welcome to contribute their comments to this thread and add their own poems if they would like to do this
In my own thoughts, caring is sharing, then at times shearing can be a hard task to master
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Kindness to Ponder
22 May 2006
Somewhere on an Ontarian star
was a heart shining so bright
Where beauty was happiness
and a star was more to the
darkness upon a knight
Somewhere near Toronto
in this place she does stand
A Tabitha, an understanding
a sleeping beauty of this land
This Markham with a ‘Seven’ on the road
a place of greater division in numbers to count
As if in addition, this added to ‘Forty Eight’
lost if not to find in consideration
such a burden upon a shoulder to off load
Who would care, who would listen to a cry
wishing upon a star, just to wonder
Somewhere she had to be
but would she know this heart
and those words of kindness to ponder
Markham is a town in York Region, directly north of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. With a 2005
population of around 257,000, Markham is the fourth most populous city/town in being part
of the Greater Toronto Area.
Markham was first surveyed as a township in 1793 by William Berczy (1744-1813).
Berczy, born in Swabia, Germany was originally named Johann Albrecht Ulrich Moll,
but later changed his name. In 1792 he sailed for the Americas, setting up a business in York
(later to became the City of York. It was amalgamated into the Mega-city of Toronto,
Canada on 01 January 1998.), Berczy helped John Graves Simcoe establish a settlement
north of Toronto, which became the town of Markham, first settled in 1794 and incorporated
as a town in 1972. Markham is twinned with Nördlingen, Germany.
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Beholden to a Heart
22 May 2006
For this is the man
I once wanted to wed
As if love was lost
in hope of ways she said
To take, to give
beholden to a heart
Was this a man
or someone
to tear her apart
Words said,
words thought
Or was that love
to meet in caught
To take, to hold
who was he to shame
Not wanting neither to give
that man she was to wed
all in a forgotten name
“And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed
abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.”
Romans 5: 5 KJV
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Light of a Heart
23 May 2006
Talent is but heart
a soul on hold
This row of matches
like a string to a bow
Empty kisses and broken promises
that element of a dispirited trust
To reach forth and know she was there
an angel, the light of a heart
Who knew what was reality
would that be lasting or brief
For what was trust, an understanding
never to repeat, confidence told
Would love ever be the same
contrasted upon unity
For what was talent if not shed
those lips longing in a nakedness to meet
“Take therefore the talent from him,
and give it unto him which hath ten talents.”
Matthew 25: 28 KJV
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Restless Nights
23 May 2006
I can look at photographs
I can even dream
but what was night
an empty time to sleep
Where was your love
that love to rest beside me
Hidden, taken away
lost in ways unknown
Just to be inspired
only to exist another day
Without your, were I one
perhaps not that either
Restless nights, alone
a world trapped within a cage
We all know what we want
yet do we grasp that and walk forth
“The moon and stars to rule by night:
for his mercy endureth for ever.”
Psalms 136: 9 KJV
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Flicker of Wonder
24 May 2006
Where were you
when I needed your heart
This place to wander upon her soul
in an essence of emotional intricacy and depth
Such involution of elaboration
a thought line complex
For where did she stand
across a line, next to her lay
No night alone, just to look into her eyes
hazel or green, a flicker of wonder
She in her centricity of an enlightened soul
this magic of togetherness, a unity dissolved
An escape for all life’s woes
nothing to tamper with truth
Where were you, in need of your heart
maybe such reality may never be known
“Survival of the fittest” is a phrase which is a concept relating to competition for survival
or predominance. Originally applied by Herbert Spencer (1820 - 1903), an English philosopher
and prominent liberal political theorist, in his Principles of Biology of 1864. Spencer drew
parallels to his ideas of economics with theories of evolution put forward by Charles Darwin
(1809 - 1882) as ‘natural selection’.
When after reading British Naturalist, Charles Darwin’s “Origin of Species” (first published in
1859), in his Principles of Biology of 1864, vol. 1, p. 444, Spencer wrote “This survival of the
fittest, which I have here sought to express in mechanical terms, is that which Mr. Darwin
has called natural selection, or the preservation of favoured races in the struggle for life”.
Herbert Spencer was known as the father of Social Darwinism, a school of thought that
applied the evolutionist theory of survival of the fittest (a phrase coined by Spencer) to
human societies. To be at the time considered by many to be one of the most brilliant
men of his generation.
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Because I Love You
20 October 2001
I love you because tomorrow
will not come soon enough
I love you because
today I have hope and desire
I love you because
I know my Redeemer lives
I love you because
it makes me happy
I love you because
I believe in what can be
I love you because
faith is what I have
I love you because
my desire is to do good
I love you because
I want to and not because I should
“Even the righteousness of God which is by faith of Jesus Christ
unto all and upon all them that believe: for there is no difference:
For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God; Being
justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ
Jesus: Whom God hath set forth to be a propitiation [mercy seat]
through faith in his blood, to declare his righteousness for the
remission of sins that are past, through the forbearance of God;
To declare, I say, at this time his righteousness: that he might
be just, and the justifier of him which believeth in Jesus.”
Romans 3: 22-26 KJV
[words in brackets added]
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Livery of Desire
26 May 2006
Will there be a day you understand, a time
where hope will mean more. - Out so far
in beginning, ready to embrace to the wind
This livery of desire, a destined factor of amour
For what was love, did it need to be true
Hair of gold, heart of a soul
solutions, chemical to mix
where as cleanliness was more to some
An addition, little hands and feet
this child of perdition, rekindled in kind
No demons to mask, such freedom open to link
ever after, finite found to engross
A maple leaf, no longer singular
two folds in a sheet, blankets warming
Heavenly sleep, never departed
maybe tomorrow such dream to awake
The National Flag of Canada, popularly known as the “Maple Leaf” and l’Unifolié (French
for “the one-leaved”), is a base red flag with a white square in its centre featuring
a stylized, 11-pointed, red maple leaf.
Canada, initially used various versions of the Canadian Red Ensign as national flag (The
Ensign modelled on a flag featuring the British Union Flag [Union Jack] in the top left hand
corner, with an assortment of coloured backgrounds, of red, blue, pale blue or white.
A common form of flag adopted by a majority of British Empire, later British Commonwealth
and since 1974, Commonwealth countries)
The original Canadian Red Ensign had the arms of the four original provinces on its shield.
In 1922, the shield of the Coat of Arms of Canada replaced the provincial arms, and changed
slightly in 1957. A blue ensign, also bearing the shield of the Canadian coat of arms, was
flown by the Royal Canadian Navy and ships owned by the Canadian government until 1965.
The Maple Leaf Flag has been used officially since its adoption in 1965. Inaugurated on 15 February 1965,
since 1996, 15 February has been commemorated as National Flag of Canada Day.
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His Only to Proclaim
26 May 2006
Twas this sacrifice
a death not to lament
Punishment already taken
a man the prisoner of his own child
Who would know, what was to care
blood, or liaison, without to give
Time but a decade, a decimal to leave
back was behind, forth was thunder
That night of the story, no karma to birthright
faraway from harm, nor harm to gain
She was not alone, her heart still beating
enkindled, the ignition another light
That lamp burning in the window
each flame deflecting yellow to blue
Her reflection a mirror, where love did dwell
No sacrifice greater, charity His only to proclaim
“But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the
glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from
glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.”
2 Corinthians 3: 18 KJV
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Sanctity was King
27 May 2006
Time comes, time goes,
and in time our dreams will be our sleep
A restless momentum, adrift to walk
another option, rich get rich
poor live to comfort love
Separation, perfection to misery
shadows passing, childhood stolen
Never to question where wrong was right
another day, another tick to cross
Nails damaged, cold dampness void of warmth
this burden empty, the glass upturned
No tumbler brazen, for sanctity was king
who knew, her heart bleed in hope
Slashed and scarred, naked to clothe
cobblestones large in gratitude
Hunger, hungry, this soul to breathe
behind the banner, a sun to shine once more
“But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the
winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one
another but make not a bond of love: let it rather
be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.”
Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)
Lebanese born author, philosopher, poet and artist
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A Boise to Endure
27 May 2006
Would there be special
or was this a ‘boise’ to endure
A place to reforest a heart
each timber a bored element of soul
Those measurements to taper
across plains of Canaan in grace
Words of amour, unto a character to pronounce
as translations to endeavour, more unto you
Enlightened in drawing upon eyes in beauty
a lustful treat, enflamed in the
blossom of your cheeks
Mirrored as unto glass
unbreakable in unified love
This species of procreation
an eternity of everlasting spirit
Would there ever be
such a boise to endure
“for Tammy”
Boise (pronounced boy-see), is the capital and largest city in the State of Idaho, USA.
Located along the Boise River and nestled against foothills of the Rocky Mountains, at the
base of the Boise Mountains. Boise when translated from its French origins, means “reforest”.
Also said: the name Boise comes from the French word boisé, which means “wooded”.
Many people assume that it means “tree”, but the French word for “tree” is arbre.
One legend claims that French-Canadian fur trappers of the early 1800s came over the
mountains looked down upon the Boise River Valley and exclaimed “Le Bois!” (the trees!).
This is also how Boise gained its nickname ‘The City of Trees’. In actuality, the name was
apparently a translation of an earlier English name for the Boise River, the Wood River.
The city was incorporated in 1864 as Fort Boise. In 1864 it became the territorial capitol,
and the state capitol when Idaho became a state in 1890.
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As Canadian as Chocolate
27 May 2006
As if I was a Canadian, would the numbers count
To be holden upon Ontarian beauty
as if the sky was red and white
The maple a triomphe of captivated leaves
upon a breeze cast beyond the wind
The current of oceans, continentally sweet
as to the cocoa bean lingering upon lips
British in Columbian dispossession
Alberta on kind, Saskatchewan,
Manitoba, Ontario unto Québec
Those Atlantic, Maritime Provinces
in this heart of much to amour
Or those begotten lands, way up north
the Yukon and Northwest Territories
along with a new found land to the east
To look into the eyes of a Canadian
and upon her beauty, succulently feast
Chocolate describes a number of raw and processed foods that originate from the tropical
Cacao tree, also referred to as a Cocoa tree. It is a common ingredient in many kinds of
sweets, chocolate candy, ice creams, cookies, cakes, pies, and desserts. Regarded as
one of the most popular flavours in the world, along with vanilla and strawberry.
Cocoa or Cacao (Theobroma cacao) is a small (4–8 m tall) evergreen tree, native to tropical
South America, but now cultivated throughout the tropics. Its seeds are used to make cocoa
and chocolate.
Cocoa trees require constant warmth and rainfall to thrive. They need to be shaded from
the strong tropical sun and sheltered from the wind. Cocoa trees grow only in tropical
regions of Africa, Asia (Papua-New Guinea), South America and Central America,
within about 15 degrees of the equator.
Cocoa trees begin to produce their first fruit at 3 to 5 years of age. in the appearance of
football-shaped (oval) pods that contain the seeds that will become cocoa beans.
A shade-grown cocoa tree can produce fruit for 75 to 100 years or more.
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Irish Eyes Seed
27 May 2006
I want to love you
I want to know it well
That feeling of knowing you
on waves of feeling swell
I want to hold your hand
I want, yet do need
To reach out
and into Irish eyes seed
I want to come to you
seeking a way of healing help
To know in kindness
you touch would
remove parts of such yelp
I want to know who you are
maybe not all in truth
Just to be weird and bizarre
“Eccentricity is not, as dull people would have us believe, a form
of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride, and the man of
genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics
because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and
uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.”
Edith Sitwell (1887 - 1964)
English biographer, critic, novelist, and poet
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Eyes of Colour
28 May 2006
Eyes of colour
these eyes to dream
Her beauty in eyes to love
where words were spoken to speak
Behind those eyes
wisdom does lay
Eyes that open a heart
eyes of warmth to burn
Each day to look into her eyes
a view drowning to endure
Waves upon a beach
two hands, walking in the sand
Those Carols they whisper
like music to the untamed
Her hazel eyes of colour
and what they do openly say
Christmas carols were introduced in to church services by St Francis of
Assisi in the 12th century. The word carols, “carol” is a derivative of the
French word ‘caroller’, the interpretation of which means: dancing
around in a circle. Carol and carols, has come to mean not only to dance
but included music and lyrics - Christmas carols are based on Christian
lyrics and relate, in the main, to the Nativity (the birth of Jesus Christ).
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An Abyss to Happiness
30 May 2006
To Dixie, the sweet of an eye
a loving heart to warm a soul
Where honour was a touch
and happy, a smile to share
Each day another, numbers to fold
like cards across an ether of delivery
Everyone a mystery to behold
all loved in ways spent
Footsteps as to written words
some close, others afar
This Florida Angelina
in her ways of hazel eyes bright
A warm heart, a soul encrusted in amour
far across an abyss to happiness
This place were angels do stand
and sunlight does smile
Some call it heaven
she calls it home
“The LORD bless thee, and keep thee: The LORD make his face
shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee: The LORD lift up his
countenance upon thee, and give thee peace. And they shall put
my name upon the children of Israel; and I will bless them.”
Numbers 6:24-27 KJV
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In Sadness Cry
30 May 2006
Summer days and
winter nights
Empty days
and holding you tights
These moments to ponder
more fulfilled in heart
This nature of expression
those to each their own in arts
Where numbness was neither borne
for inside her prism would escape to freedom
One day to feel alive and know she was there
for no doubt this was ahead in momentum to come
Some are days, others are nights
next to her in ways of a southern sky
For there was the shadow, passing to the east
and she would never again in sadness cry
“Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the
sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.”
Ecclesiastes 7: 3 KJV
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Because She missed Me
31 May 2006
When a day was alive
with you in soul
Just to know thought was care
that day you missed me
And I had her to thank
Where was contrast
as to tense, past, present in all
Without her, yet in knowing
she was all of admiration to kind
That day she missed him
and he knew she was pure
Another moment
honest in all
Two steps
around six feet tall
His shoulder her own to rest
across a world, a universe united
that day her eyes were shining so bright
“I know that thou canst do every thing,
and that no thought can be withholden from thee.”
Job 42: 2 KJV
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Floridian Ditty
01 June 2006
In Florida
you hold to a heart
this small world
Together
hands across a net
food for thought
Lover of a friend
this kind heart speaks
know you are true
Happiness to holden
that brand of voice
destination desire
Words or thoughts
poetry in mind
Thank You
“Every English poet should master the rules of grammar
before he attempts to bend or break them.”
Robert Graves (1895 - 1985)
British author and classical scholar
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Sleep Sweet Angel
01 June 2006
Sleep sweet angel
close those hazel eyes
Sleep in peace, away from hurt
never let harm steal your rest
Where a heart was warm
and a soul transfixed
This place of haven to escape
spellbound, safe in a world mesmerized
Your beauty, your ever after
all in a place skin deep
Never fear, never cry
let this softness dream your dreams
Feathers light, angel upon her wings
sleep sweet cherub, rest your weary head
Such jaded happiness, aweary to your love
remember not what pain can give
sleep in rest, sleep to eternity live
“AND the angel that talked with me came again,
and waked me, as a man that is wakened out of his sleep,”
Zechariah 4: 1 KJV
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May to Remember
02 June 2006
As to a mourning star
the light upon your eyes
A soul warming with delight
from this place of indemnity
where you had escaped into the night
Indebted to love
petted with amour
Thy beauty, thy ponderance
this foundation laid forevermore
Far off across this flat earth
were heights to clamber
were lower in feet
They call it, Florida
this amplification to greet
Now understanding mist
forever the sun of day
From a land across the sea
remember that happening
come what may
The highest point in the State of Florida, USA is found in Walton County at 105 metres
(345 feet) above sea level. While the Florida Mountains and Cookes Range is located
in Luna County, approximately 25 kilometres (15 miles) north of Deming, New Mexico, USA.
Cookes Peak, with an elevation of 2560 metres (8,400 feet), rises over 1097 metres (3,600
feet) above the surrounding desert plains and dominates the landscape. Several ridges, rising
above the surrounding terrain, form the backbone of Cookes Range, are dissected by deep
canyons and secondary ridges that direct rainfall south into the Mimbres River.
The area of the Cookes Range provides habitat for mule deer, black bear, mountain lion,
bobcats, owls, whitetail kites, Montezuma quail, and Golden Eagles, several species of hawks,
and Prairie Falcons use the higher ridges for nesting.
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