Tag: poem
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Recently – Poems
Torn – I was torn apart, Away from what I knew. One day I was put back together, And it was all because of you. – M L Wood My Home – I search inside, Looking for my home. There I find you, And I know, I’ll never be alone. – M L Wood
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An Ode To My Wife
I am but a man. Yet, because of you, I am also more than that. You make moments like these ever more meaningful, ever more dear to my heart, and I hope you know that you’re loved more than these flimsy words could ever portray. I was struck by this flower, it reminded me of…
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A Man and His Dog
As we breathe in, and out, He is there. When we smile or laugh or cry, He is there. As the sun sets, And world fades into the darkest of nights, He is there. When the bones ache, And the memories have started to fade, In your heart, He will always, be there. – M…
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A Brush Stroke
With the stroke of a brush one can forever change the colour of a room. The same can be said of one’s words, choose them wisely. – M L Wood
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The Ideal & Anxiety`
The difference between your ideal self, the version of yourself that you aspire to be, and the manifestation that you currently embody, is the amount of room that the devil has to play. This situation provides a certain amount of angst and necessary integration. That is to say, if you are moving toward this ideal…
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Pride As a Tool
The Danish philosopher Soren Kierkegaard once said, “A man who as a physical being is always turned toward the outside, thinking that his happiness lies outside him, finally turns inward and discovers that the source is within him.” I mirror Kierkegaard’s sentiment. One must look inward when considering their own psychological strengths and weaknesses, with…
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The Bees
My eyes close. I hear them. The bees. They are doing what bees do. The sound is so clear, so concise, its hard to distinguish where it ends, and where I begin. Wait. Perhaps there is no beginning or end. No! Merely sensory input, that insists on being interpreted in such binaries. Such a tragic…
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Rebirth
Volcanoes are like the seasons destroyers, to be sure perhaps, we should be in awe. fire and ice, they are, creators of life. a phoenix, reborn we often, only mourn. Let us take a moment, to remember, the illusion its all – evolution. please – love, don’t fear, the end is always near. smile, rebirth…
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Fire & Ice
The seasons of life Fire and Ice The sun kissing your skin A soft touch from god The rain dripping down your face What a moment to celebrate Look up at the sky See yourself, see me Know we will always be Lessons learnt, Felt, Known deep inside Joyous moments Pure terror, blended into Love…
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The Smile of a Flower
The purple flower smiled up at me. Looking down at the flower I knew it had only recently bloomed into existence, so new to life. I held its delicate petal with a few of my callused fingers, so gentle, so soft and welcoming to the touch. The universe creates such beauty to be observed, to…
The Growth Philosophy 