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Written by RLW in portal Religion

On Being Enough

The world holds wonders

I have never known,

nor will I ever.

Satisfaction, when much

awaits discovery,

seems impossible.

Littleness walks not

with giants. Poets,

painters, thinkers,

inventors – what right

to coexist with

such as these?

Yet here I am.

How may I count,

as I am,

as one beloved?

Again, You say,

Look here.

It is not in knowing –

but in being known,

that love is found.

And you are known.

By Me.

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Written by RLW in portal Religion
On Being Enough


The world holds wonders
I have never known,
nor will I ever.

Satisfaction, when much
awaits discovery,
seems impossible.

Littleness walks not
with giants. Poets,
painters, thinkers,
inventors – what right
to coexist with
such as these?

Yet here I am.

How may I count,
as I am,
as one beloved?

Again, You say,

Look here.

It is not in knowing –
but in being known,
that love is found.

And you are known.

By Me.
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Country Wisdom

lime rock dust

   rises

     in the breeze

   settles

     far and wide along flowered weedy paths

   clings

     to surfaces waiting for wiping

well-worn driveway

   leading

     out to wider world

we

   stay

     cocooned in possibility

   dreaming

     happy tales

everything

   stands

     temporary: temple mounds & calendar blocks

dust to dust

   wins

     every time

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Country Wisdom


lime rock dust
   rises
     in the breeze
   settles
     far and wide along flowered weedy paths
   clings
     to surfaces waiting for wiping

well-worn driveway
   leading
     out to wider world

we
   stay
     cocooned in possibility
   dreaming
     happy tales

everything
   stands
     temporary: temple mounds & calendar blocks

dust to dust
   wins

     every time

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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Who Caught Whom?

winter sport arrived

germs corralled by warming space

game, set, match – I lost

Did I catch it – or it catch me? Results unhappy, plain to see,

the way my nose will run this race and cough rack up my sides apace

I’m not amused and yet I must remember that when plans go bust

because of some untimely ill – it’s rather small as bitter pill

like bark of lost seal

staccato coughs echo-bounced

wall to wall in time

Went off to doc to get some meds to clear this puffy, stuffy head

to nip that fever in the bud, to check for more contagious crud

She said a few days more, she thinks, this bug may knock me out of sync

and then, the cough, may three weeks lag, this latest flu a bothered drag

small bouts of sickness

weathered smartly represent

opportunity

I’m not complaining (yet, I am) it’s placed my schedule in a jamb

Postponed some stuff, called others off so I could stay at home and cough

my way through winter ‘sport’. In fact, the words still come on rhyming tract

to bring you hacked and sputtered verse. I know, I know. It could be worse.

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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Who Caught Whom?


winter sport arrived
germs corralled by warming space
game, set, match – I lost

Did I catch it – or it catch me? Results unhappy, plain to see,
the way my nose will run this race and cough rack up my sides apace
I’m not amused and yet I must remember that when plans go bust
because of some untimely ill – it’s rather small as bitter pill

like bark of lost seal
staccato coughs echo-bounced
wall to wall in time

Went off to doc to get some meds to clear this puffy, stuffy head
to nip that fever in the bud, to check for more contagious crud
She said a few days more, she thinks, this bug may knock me out of sync
and then, the cough, may three weeks lag, this latest flu a bothered drag

small bouts of sickness
weathered smartly represent
opportunity

I’m not complaining (yet, I am) it’s placed my schedule in a jamb
Postponed some stuff, called others off so I could stay at home and cough
my way through winter ‘sport’. In fact, the words still come on rhyming tract
to bring you hacked and sputtered verse. I know, I know. It could be worse.
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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Lilies

deep breath that fills for lungs no trill of spring

time cast, recounted down to dawn of day

when all before traps seeping melt away

to hold with frozen passions meant to cling

decay believed forbidding; death as sting

set darkly dank amid time shortened rays

to mark such passing elegance delays

below, asleep for winter’s flight of wing

yet lo, comes yonder breeze of fairest view

to dance again with lilies in the field

when hostages long hidden stand revealed

with sharpened glance inspect each waiting dew

when soft caress of gracing meets the kneeled

with wondered eyes full-flowed of gratitude

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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Lilies


deep breath that fills for lungs no trill of spring
time cast, recounted down to dawn of day
when all before traps seeping melt away
to hold with frozen passions meant to cling

decay believed forbidding; death as sting
set darkly dank amid time shortened rays
to mark such passing elegance delays
below, asleep for winter’s flight of wing

yet lo, comes yonder breeze of fairest view
to dance again with lilies in the field
when hostages long hidden stand revealed

with sharpened glance inspect each waiting dew
when soft caress of gracing meets the kneeled
with wondered eyes full-flowed of gratitude
#poetry  #PetrarchanSonnet 
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Rhyme challenge: Write a poem with each line ending with a different word that rhymes with night. See how many lines you can come up with! Tag me @LiberalPoet
Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

We’re Through

you picked a fight

last night. and right

away I knew, sight

unseen, your bite,

like your bark, might

be worse than sleight

meant to excite.

those who delight

in keeping tight

eye on full fright

triggered by blight

have no foresight.

it’s not alright

when you invite,

most impolite,

a parasite

into our rite.

your acts incite

disdain; no white

flag stirred invite

in me tonight.

an erudite

would find no plight

to fear despite

sparks to ignite

a long, swift flight.

at dawn’s grey light –

you’ll find me quite

gone. Not in spite,

but set to write

a wrong.

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Rhyme challenge: Write a poem with each line ending with a different word that rhymes with night. See how many lines you can come up with! Tag me @LiberalPoet
Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse
We’re Through

you picked a fight
last night. and right
away I knew, sight
unseen, your bite,
like your bark, might
be worse than sleight
meant to excite.

those who delight
in keeping tight
eye on full fright
triggered by blight
have no foresight.

it’s not alright
when you invite,
most impolite,
a parasite
into our rite.

your acts incite
disdain; no white
flag stirred invite
in me tonight.

an erudite
would find no plight
to fear despite
sparks to ignite
a long, swift flight.

at dawn’s grey light –
you’ll find me quite
gone. Not in spite,
but set to write
a wrong.


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Written by RLW in portal Haiku

Out of Joint

unsettling it was

to find myself there, lucid

among memories

long thought forgotten -

evidenced afresh in grief

no fix near at hand

*Technically this is a senryu I guess, but at least it has the syllable count.

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Written by RLW in portal Haiku
Out of Joint
unsettling it was
to find myself there, lucid
among memories

long thought forgotten -
evidenced afresh in grief
no fix near at hand



*Technically this is a senryu I guess, but at least it has the syllable count.
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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness

List-less

Perhaps it’s not been good

to venture forth without a plan.

Such slothful will, defined

or ill, finds naught to follow…

every effort starts to

stall in different

hall of fame; no blame.

Except for paltry piles

instead of miles plopped

far ahead of where

the mound was meant to be.

If I’d have found just

one completion sign,

the road to ‘done’

would rest much easier

on eyes rolled languid

past another day.

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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness
List-less


Perhaps it’s not been good
to venture forth without a plan.
Such slothful will, defined
or ill, finds naught to follow…
every effort starts to
stall in different
hall of fame; no blame.
Except for paltry piles
instead of miles plopped
far ahead of where
the mound was meant to be.
If I’d have found just
one completion sign,
the road to ‘done’
would rest much easier
on eyes rolled languid
past another day.
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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

No More Lies

the world without

not the world within

corrupts with doubt

when first breath begins

we add our years

and our layered masks

through blanket tears

raining phony asks

appeal is built

on what others say

while crushing guilt

holds our joy at bay

to comprehend

from the woven lies

a bitter end

without alibis

I’m here to tell

that the judging game

can go to hell

with its searing flame

with heart-hope raw

I will raise my head

will square my jaw

claiming hope instead

stripped clean of guise

in a place so rare

abandon lies

truth will take you there

if courage fails

and your spirits dull

remember this –

you are beautiful

Written in response to viewing the video at the bottom of this page:

http://www.allure.com/story/lizzie-velasquez-slams-online-bullies-over-cruel-meme

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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse
No More Lies

the world without
not the world within
corrupts with doubt
when first breath begins

we add our years
and our layered masks
through blanket tears
raining phony asks

appeal is built
on what others say
while crushing guilt
holds our joy at bay

to comprehend
from the woven lies
a bitter end
without alibis

I’m here to tell
that the judging game
can go to hell
with its searing flame

with heart-hope raw
I will raise my head
will square my jaw
claiming hope instead

stripped clean of guise
in a place so rare
abandon lies
truth will take you there

if courage fails
and your spirits dull
remember this –
you are beautiful

Written in response to viewing the video at the bottom of this page:
http://www.allure.com/story/lizzie-velasquez-slams-online-bullies-over-cruel-meme

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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness

This Man of Mine

I’ve never fully understood, not even ‘til today

how bonds we formed so long ago have blessed us both to stay

It’s got to be a gracing, giving strength beyond our own

that holds this love together all through choices we have grown

You take two different people and conjoin them up for life,

a model tried through centuries, this husband with his wife

He’s not given to praising and perfection’s not his game

but oh, he works in many ways at loving, just the same

Today, for instance, when I rose, ‘to-do’ list on my mind

I came downstairs with heavy sigh and what gift did I find?

The tree and lights, near put away (Epiphany now passed)

he did a chore I didn’t like with never being asked

Some ask at my believing and they wonder at my hope

yet every day, some way I’m blessed with gifts that help me cope

My answer is in trusting full that come good days or bad

this sacramental bonding tarries not as passing fad

It’s choice each morn on rising new to honor and to bless

in ways the other may not know, or ever even guess

I don’t pretend all answers in this riddle that we live

but time and time again it seems we get more when we give

I share with you if you are blue that times can turn around

not Pollyanna pandering but truth that I have found

I’ll write the blues when they appear but sunshine rays this day

right now it’s time to ‘walk my talk’ with no more word delay  :)

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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness
This Man of Mine
I’ve never fully understood, not even ‘til today
how bonds we formed so long ago have blessed us both to stay
It’s got to be a gracing, giving strength beyond our own
that holds this love together all through choices we have grown
You take two different people and conjoin them up for life,
a model tried through centuries, this husband with his wife

He’s not given to praising and perfection’s not his game
but oh, he works in many ways at loving, just the same
Today, for instance, when I rose, ‘to-do’ list on my mind
I came downstairs with heavy sigh and what gift did I find?
The tree and lights, near put away (Epiphany now passed)
he did a chore I didn’t like with never being asked

Some ask at my believing and they wonder at my hope
yet every day, some way I’m blessed with gifts that help me cope
My answer is in trusting full that come good days or bad
this sacramental bonding tarries not as passing fad
It’s choice each morn on rising new to honor and to bless
in ways the other may not know, or ever even guess

I don’t pretend all answers in this riddle that we live
but time and time again it seems we get more when we give
I share with you if you are blue that times can turn around
not Pollyanna pandering but truth that I have found
I’ll write the blues when they appear but sunshine rays this day
right now it’s time to ‘walk my talk’ with no more word delay  :)
#poetry  #rhyme  #hope  #thankfulness  #sacrament 
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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

On My Way

I’m on my way… to tomorrow…

who knows if I’ll arrive?

The hours behind have fallen fair

despite a moment here or there.

All that waits for reckoning,

is steps still taken on the way

to when and where I lay my head.

Journey-song, discordant sweet

illumines path until I greet the dawn

and sunshine spawns and splays

her rays in brilliant splash across

the skies.

I close my eyes to dream awhile,

resting on a smile.

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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse
On My Way


I’m on my way… to tomorrow…
who knows if I’ll arrive?

The hours behind have fallen fair
despite a moment here or there.
All that waits for reckoning,
is steps still taken on the way
to when and where I lay my head.

Journey-song, discordant sweet
illumines path until I greet the dawn
and sunshine spawns and splays
her rays in brilliant splash across
the skies.

I close my eyes to dream awhile,
resting on a smile.

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